How is it that I'm so broken,
Yet I continue to break down...

It all comes down to the laugh
And humour that hides the scars...

I awoke to a gun shot,
Scared half to death...

Looking at an old picture of me,
Through the broken glass...

Check out that girl,
Pretty smile, high skirt...

I already know what it's like,,
To fall from a mountain bike...

A fake smile,
With a blank stare...

I’m falling in, oh so deep,
Was it called head over heels...

Daddy, do you hear me?
Im standing right here...

You say you want to smile,
You want to move on...

Lost in a sea of faces,
Who don't notice I exist...

I'm tired of the pain,
That comes with the date...