These games that your playing,
They hurt me a lot...

As I sit here in my class.
On my life I'm losing grasp...

Laying in bed,
I feel half dead...

You're still my shunshine,
Your still my star...

I look at you,
You look at me...

I wrote a little poem,
As simple as can be...

Standing at your grave.
Flowers in hand...

I wish I had said all I wanted to say.
Why oh why did he have to go away...

Days of light,
Skies are bright...

My love for you is like a wrecking ball,
Smashing my heart as if it was a wall...

I'm sitting here,
Right by the phone...

You think that,
I cut for attention...