Its funny how we hide our tears
How we're all afraid to show our fears...

Life is like writting with a pencil
It takes time to learn how to control it...

All I really want you to be is the guy I tell all...
The guy who wont laugh after i tell Him...

The Butterflies will fly away
Next your heart too will begin to stray...

He was her everything and she was his
Even though he was unaware...

I know it's wrong
I can't help it...

My life is poop
I'll probably die from extreme dysentery...

I want everything to be as if nothing ever was.
I want everything to be normal...

They tell me I can do
Anything I set my mind to...

My eyes are wide open
But I've seen all this before...

They just can't get it right.
He loves her...

I keep looking for you
Even in places you've never been...