I hate knowing...that you can still survive...
I hate seeing...you walking around without me...

I see you walking past me, with a look of hate in...
I think of all the memories, I think of all the...

I am not ashamed of who I was, or who I have...
I am proud of the way I live my life...

I'd give anything to be little again, and sit on...
Listening to his tall tale stories and feeling...

Laying on the table,
Staring at the ceiling...

I hate you,
You'll never understand...

No one really knows,
the pain I feel inside...

So here I am, all alone,
trying hard to smile...

I don't have a story like Sleeping Beauty
or even like Cinderella...

Thousands of memories, I have of you and me
Thousands of times I loved what I would see...

Whenever I needed warmth,
you were there to cuddle me up...

How hard can it be, to pick up the pieces of a...
How hard can it be, to tape it back up and restart...