Be still my heart, just hush
I'll get rid of this big, bad crush...

I can't look in the mirror
Because I'm scared of what I'll see...

She thought he loved her
She thought he cared...

She pointed the knife at her heart
As she ran out of excuses...

I want to get away from him
And throw the memories away...

I'm not the carefree, little girl
That once loved her teddy bear...

I met a dancing pickle
He told me his name was Tom...

I've been thinking of you,
Have you been thinking of me...

As I drive up to the graveyard
There's one thing on my mind...

She was holding the knife
When there was a knock on the door...

It all seems so distant now
It's shoved in the back of my mind...

The tears keep coming down
Leaving proof that I have cried...