Then I turned around and walked to my room and closed the door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be. |
This year, I'll have No Valentine. |
And she acts like she doesnt care, |
It's not the fall that kills you it's the sudden stop at the end. |
No amount of makeup can cover up |
I hate that time |
It's the saddest thing |
No matter how much time goes by, |
My head says, "who cares?" |
SHE KN0WS |