An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but a watermelon is more fun to throw at someone

Bribery, thievery, terrorism...the american way

I can sum all my pain, sorrow, and fear into one word......why?

The tears run down my face, as the blood runs down my throat, my memories i chase, as i become a ghost

I was finally getting over you, finally accepting that you had another girl, then you smiled at me and ruined it all

You said you didnt want to see me get hurt, so did you close your eyes when i cried?

The questions is who am i? am i meant to live through the pain? or die because of it?

No im not ok, no im not happy, but i will put on a brave face, like i always do, just so i can see you happy