He was just a boy,
throwing words together on paper...

You can't just keep me waiting,
hanging on that edge...

& you know what,
I'm not sure what I want anymore...

It really is so hard,
to look into your eyes...

Now I know exactly who you are,
you showed me it all...

Tonights the night,
I was shot to hell...

Look at me,
make me laugh...

Don't you feel,
the least bit guilty...