My love is not a thing of whim
Never in my life have I bestowed my feeling...

The doubt creeping into my soul
Hatred building over the love...

Another day has come and gone
Another hour has past me by...

I want to head for the door but I cant
Too many things have been said...

The tears from her eyes
She loves someone...

Sitting on this cold earth,
Below me rest the body...

The soft brush of your lips
Send fire threw me...

For some unseen reason
I still wanna cry...

You said those words
The ones I was not ready for...

Some reason you think I’m hot
But when I ask why...

Sitting here with music blasting
A cigarette to my lips...

I never had the chance to be daddy’s...
Never was mommy’s angel...