She sits alone in her room
Tears flowing down her cheeks...
Broken hearts are piling up at my door
Love around here is nevermore...
I do not know what to do
Everything I say goes to waste...
Play with scissors, play with knives.
Cut yourself, and live your messed up life...
Roses are red
Violets are blue...
We had our laughs
we had our fun...
There is someone, who I can trust
and talk to...
You thought I gave up.
It is not true, it is not true...
May your life be content
May your love guide me...
I am waiting for my love to return
where is she...
She writes her thoughts in her journal
She writes about the people who hurts her...