One second I love you
the other I don't...

Maybe I'm not the best writer
and maybe others don't like...

People always try to make me feel better but all...

I'm the ghost of your past
you can't outrun...

Everyday I go on with my life,
trying to go on without love...

I look in the mirror and see myself standing there...
I wonder why I'm here...

Maybe I sometimes ask myself
who's God...

Need a friend to guide me through
guide me trough when I'm feeling blue...

I don't know what I'm doing no more
I've gone crazy...

People always wanna help
but most of the time it's for themselves...

Who would've thought
that we would be friends...

I'm sick and tired of being here
and being not really there...