I guess i'm like a dieing flower
that once started from a seed...

So people think you're so cool
but the truth is that you're not...

I use make-up to cover my unwanted scars,
wishing for a new life looking at the stars...

This is it friend
this is the last good bye...

One friend, two friend, three friend, four
i don't believe there is anymore...

I guess my parents were never the perfect pair
but this divorce for us children seems so unfair...

I wish i could go back to the easy days
when it was me who made you proud...

If they looked inside us, what would they see?
two normal teenage girls? you and me...

So much for forever
so much for my life line...

Drugs, alcohol and older boys,
no more barbies or other toys...

On my shirt and on my dress,
100 dots, not more, not less...

Soon it will be my birthday,
before i didn\'t know what i want...