There was this girl
There was this guy...

Feeling lonely
Feeling bad...

You say nice things to me
And tell my it isn't a lie...

My friend is a cutter.
She takes pills...

Help me, I'm crying.
Hold me tight and...

It's easier to pretend you don't love him,
Than it is to say you do...

Tell me something
Make it nice...

I write this note to let you know
Of all the things I do not show...

In the bathroom cabinet I see
Bottles of pills calling out to me...

These tears fall every night.
Cold and blue...

I see you with her,
I know of your lies...

Tears falling down
Onto the floor...