Would you hold my hand and be here?
or would you turn around and run...

Advice thats always given
is planted in this heart...

When i commit my suicide
I'll shoot right at this heart...

So heres one thing i hate
it erks me to the core...

I don't know how to do this
I'm just going through so much...

I keep crying inside,
because of how you talk to me...

Love how you can sit there
and laugh right in my face...

I walked inside this alley
the one where we first met...

Slicing at my wrist
broken at my heart...

Silent tears form in my eyes
when i think about you...

Her best frind is so shiny,
he sparkles like a star...