*don't worry about me
in the end i will be fine
i'm just the girl forgotten
the girl always left behind

*life is like photography;
we use the negatives to develop

Got up on the
wrong side of
life today

Ur the little thread
That holds me between life and death

What if I fell to the floor?
Couldn't take this anymore?

But she doesn't really love you...like i do

Maybe he did hit me
But at least he noticed i'm here

They say we're too young
But maybe there just too old to remember

You say you hate to see me sad
you hate to see me cry
so while you were hurting me
what did you do…close your eyes?

SUICIDE HAS ME BY THE HAND
TELLIN ME IT FEELS SO RIGHT
I THINK THAT MAYBE
TONIGHTS THE NIGHT

^^^MINE