This is story
written by my hand...

After all she's done
you keep playing her...

I'm giving up what you asked me
cuz it's too much...

Here i am, ready to go
pack of pills in my hand...

We have been trough the good
we have been trough the bad...

When you just to yell at me
i was scared...

When i walk next to you,
i feel like I'm nothing...

I see my shadow crying
tears dripping away...

And when she is dancing
you wouldn't look...

Little girl
wondering...

All my life
I searched for something...

You
you are the one...