Do you wanna know a secret
when i close my door...

Dont you see
theyre not paying attention...

Ive sang my final song
. I gave my last speech...

When i was a child
my mother said to me...

Cant you see
they dont need you...

Why me, of all people, girls, im not popular, or...

Its not the bright eyes. as blue as the skies...

These butterflies i get
from the day that we first met...

Smile your worth it
laugh you earned it...

The fall looked fun
the water... tempting...

The air like smoke
from my breath so hot...

Its not your fault
you try i know...