Hell is loving you
and waking up
alone.

Hell is loving you
and knowing that you will
never feel the same way

Hell is you being the first thing I think about
when I wake up
and the last thing when I go to bed

Hell is knowing that I love you
and hell is you never feeling the same way.

Hey, you
I miss you

I miss the time we used to spend together
I miss when we laughed

I miss the times we had fun
I miss when we had sleepovers

Now we’re just two strangers who know each other’s secrets
Now we’re just two strangers with memories.

And although I know I was a second choice

I miss you

Mirror Mirror
On the wall
Who is the fairest of them all?
It’s certainly not me
You tell me that much
But can you at least tell me
Who the world wants me to look like?

Is it Miranda Kerr, with her flawless skin
Or Megan Fox, with the perfect figure?

Mirror Mirror
On the wall
Please tell me
Who is the fairest of them all?