Your life is a mess.
lies, drugs, fear, addiction...

When all this first started, i told myself i would...
i didn't have the guts to tell you how i felt...

Are you gay?
Or are you straight...

Let me take you shopping.
let me buy your food...

Why does it have to be like this?
why can't you just cut me some slack...

Do you ever notice the way i look at you all the...
Or the way I talk to you...

All these things you're saying just brings me more...
you're tearing and scratching at my heart...

The only time I ever have a dream that seems real...
I keep dreaming of all the things I did wrong...

Give me a reason,
to forgive you again...

It hurts when you don't listen, or when you back...
it hurts how you never remember, how you put me...

Boy, you just don't understand,
i loved the way you held my hand...

As the days roll by,
so slow...