Once i knew a little girl
whos smile would soon come to fade...

Decieving lookers
and striping hookers...

I call u and u call me
every nite and i pray 2 b...

There was once a boy with a key,
Who dreamt of sailing the sea...

'The end is coming!
The end is coming...

Saying that I'm here
is a lie of sorts...

God i miss you
like the beat of my heart...

What happens...when you do something?
you have consequence...

Why...why cant he love me like i to him
why...why don't we kiss with the passion i dreamt...

The arrogance of some,
Heaven know it isn't pure, but we all...