I try so hard
To please Her...

I cry myself to sleep
Hoping that someday...

I can make you laugh
I can make you love...

The room is white
I hear a clock...

I think its so sweet
How she loves this girl...

Cut away the pain
Cut away the fears...

Scars are a way of expressing yourself
Sometimes in a good way...

I'm sick and tired of trying to hold on
I think I might let go...

You think you are our queen
Controlling everything...

Take me away
To a far away island...

Am I afraid of dying or
Am I afraid of living...

I'm so confused
Do I like guys...