I sit here
Drowning in my own puddle...
They say I'm emo
because of my wrists...
I sit outside my window
wondering when this world will end...
They ask me whats wrong
I tell them I'm OK and not to worry...
Im sick of playing your games
You pretend to care...
You've always been there for me
You cared and showed me this...
Im sick of playing your games
You pretend to care...
They ask me whats wrong
I tell them I'm OK and not to worry...
I sit outside my window
wondering when this world will end...
They say I'm emo
because of my wrists...