She sits on her porch swing
And looks upon the sky...

What's wrong this time?
Can you tell...

You're the one who told me to join this site
So I did, without putting up a fight...

Today, I'm afraid to say
I am scared of your death...

I remember when
we were who they talked about...

Take that handgun in your palm
And aim in to the floor...

I'm so sick of crying
Just wish I was dying...

My love
He is not too well this day...

I feel as if my life,
Is a game of hide'n'seek...

There once was this beautiful girl,
She was twelve and in love...

Here's your letter.
I'll make it short and sweet...