Don't scream
Don't yell
Now shh,
Don't tell.
...
It's gone.

A day with the girls,
(trying to do...) spins and twirls,
Not a care in the world,
Just a day with my girls.

What's wrong?
Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Why do you ask
Such stupid questions?

Of course, I'm not.

I put on a smile
But inside I want to cry.
Sometime, the smile fades
And you ask why.

Darlin, you should know
That when you're constantly flirting with her,
It doesn't make me feel good.
That's for sure.

I told you everything.
You should know,
That I've been broken down
Since a long time ago.

Do it right, boy,
Or you're gonna lose me.
Treat me right, boy,
Or that's my guarantee.

I find it
Unbearably tiring
To continue
Speaking to you.

"You're now a *****,
Just only with your lips."

The same story,
The same lines,
The same actions,
The same crimes.

A different time,
A different place,
Yet always the same
Pretty little face.

I know your story,
I know your lines,
I know your actions
Will lead to crimes.

No. No. No.
The only thing
That I can think
When our hands touch
Or our lips meet.

No. No. No.
This is all wrong,
Not at all the way
It's supposed to be
Between you and me.

Am I ruined?
Am I broken?
What in the world is wrong with me?
If my mind is telling me no,
Then what part of me is telling me yes?