You Know You've Got [[E V E R Y B O D Y]] Fooled. |
. . .Like A Bed Of Roses They're A Dozen Reasons In This Gun. . . |
Im Just A T.E.E.N.A.G.E D.I.R.T.B.A.G Babyy |
&& I'm Drowning In My Own Misery |
With An [ A N G E L ] Face And A Taste Of |
I HATE What I've Become. |
Well. . . Thanks For Acting Like You Cared |
. . Yet Im Nothing More Than A Line In Your Book . . |
Please! Just Dont Play With Mee, My Paper Heart Will Bleedd |
If Looks Could Kill You'd Be A MURDERER |