It's not the fact that you're not with me that makes me so upset...it's the fact that you're with her

I whispered "don't walk away" but you didn't hear me...would you have stayed if I would've screamed it?

You swore to me you'd always be there...but I need you here not there...

You know you love him when he can make you smile no matter how sad you are...but you know he loves you back when he can make you sad no matter how happy you are, but he chooses not to

It feels so right when I'm in your arms, but in reality I know how wrong it is

So I'll carve your name acrossed my wrists for you're the reason I bleed

I may have said too much, but you didn't say enough

If the words I wrote could touch your heart, would you feel the pain I feel

It feels so good after you write something real good, but it'd be even better if it would mean something to the person you wrote about

The question isn't...what's wrong? it's...what's right?