I sit here alone
waiting for you to come home...

I still remember you, dont act like i forget
waiting and waiting but your still not back yet...

This is the story of her life, her mother's strung...

Dressed in all black she walks the halls
but no one notices her at all...

Like water in my hands slowly losing grip
wondering how i let this one slip...

Your a liar , cheater, and a fraud
the only reason you got in is because i was caught...

Who do you think you are
living in my home, talking on my phone, driving in...

Is it anger is it pain is it fear
wondering what got us here...

I am tired of these feeling i have inside
i am tired of these feelings just because you lied...

It's to late for you its to late for me
we couldn't make this work it could never be...

To love or not to love that is the question
to take all the pain you have given me...

I search and search for true loves kiss
that sets me in a tender bliss...