Now that Ur gone,
i finally see how much you just weren't right 4 me...

As i lie in bed each night
i think about you and all the good times...

She wear long sleeve shirts,
to cover the scars...

Everyone tells me
to look at the good times not the bad...

Just because she acts strong doesn't mean she is...

Baby, I'm sorry i didn't mean,
to hurt you like this...

Year by year
month by month...

I sit on my bed,
and think of you...

Our love is lost,
our love is dead...

She smiles and acts like she's not in pain,
but inside it swallows her whole...

Cuts up and down my arms
to show only more pain...

There's a lonely girl sitting in the corner,
all alone away from the world...