take me to the dance.
hold me in your arms.
it might be your last chance.
so, what's the harm?

see, you have this special charm.
that reels in girls around you.
around you, i feel fuzzy and warm.
i wish that you did, too.

I don’t just like you for your face
Though, maybe that’s a plus
I like you for you
Just being that is enough

Breakup with you just for him.
Get back with him
just for him.
I’ll make myself do dumb ****
just for him.
But, she’s the only one I want.
I don’t wanna do any of that.

I’m smiling in your arms
I happily sink into you
You’re really comfy,
And ridiculously soft
Maybe I’ll just sleep here,
In your sweatshirt’s arms

Find a new wardrobe

Hide my old face

Take time out of my schedule

To find my new place

Maybe I’m still full of life

Full of hope and out of time

I’ll make me,

Take me,

Fake me better

And I’ll do it all for you

Anorexia, bulimia, what difference does it make
When they're both coming out of my mouth like a big mistake?
Vile bile comes out of my mouth,
Pouring out like monsters screaming, "GET OUT!"
Maybe I developed B from A,
Both leaving me with nothing good to say.

The doctor said it wasn't healthy, my weight loss.
I told her it was just from vacation.
I told her I was just worried over nothing,
She gave me a hug and said she'd listen.
But, I didn't tell her anything.
No such white lies.

Just thinking about food makes me wanna *****.
Thinking about ***** makes me wanna do it.
So I do,
And I tried to get better.
Hell, did I try.
But I ******* can't.
And I'm sorry.

I’ve gone from the bottom to the top,
I know every little thing.
His hitlist and his hotlist,
I had every little thing.

From the bottom, yeah I got a few ***** things.
His mom had died.
His daddy cried.
His life just ain’t the best.

Top, I got a lot.
A lot like what?
Her fifteen different boyfriends,
And his boy bathroom ****.

Real stories?
I don’t know.
It’s all I’m ever fed!
Just come to me for info on your rival’s boyfriend.

Tell me all,
I need some tea.
I’ll spread the word.
Better be nasty.

Your problems aren't plain
Love,
I'll listen to you complain
Don't laugh at the pain
Love,
Just listen to the rain

violets are violet
roses are red
i slept best
when you were in my bed <3

Held in the cold grasp of cancer
I wish I had the answer
Please don’t leave me alone

Wearing my shirt
Under your sweatshirt...
That pretty shade of teal
I don't know how I feel

You look good,
And great,
And even with your hood,
You're not second rate

You look beautiful
My beautiful
You look amazing,
Darling

She was a dream,
Because when I thought of her,
I could never remember her face.

We've been fighting with passive-aggression
You've been fighting with depression
But I can't stress enough what you've been pressin'
All of your ideals
Yeah, I can't help how I feel
But your life's on the line
But your hand's not in mine
Being with you 's like walking on a field of landmines
Our fightin' has to come to an end, my friend
If it doesn't our relationship will totally end
I'm done with the grind
You've been playin' with my mind
But you're the one who was slain
I'll take blame...
We'll never be the same
We don't have to end this way,
But how you've been acting is strange.
I don't feel safe
So I'll find a new place
Where all my fears will come to an end

make me into your perfect girl,
molded hips and perfect, full lips
top me off with a pearl
in a pretty dress of coral

i’ll do whatever you tell me to,
or i’ll end up black and blue
bruises painted like a pretty mural,
makeup painted a perfect hue

i don’t need help,
but he needs me.
and i’ll stay by his side
until he no longer sees me

I don't have enough to lose,
So I'll give it to you.
There's so much to give,
From me to you.

I have a lot.
I was lucky!
I'll lend an ear
When things get sucky

Fancy, famous Frances
You loving little soul
I wish your heart was mine,
But it belongs to you alone

Hopeful, happy, healing Frances
You've been through so much
My darling little lovely angel
You're my one and only hope

If life isn't worth living for and there's nothing to really achieve,
then wouldn't that make all of us over-achievers?

You, sir, are a big dunce
I thought you'd learn your lesson after saying it once
We believed you would watch your mouth
But no, seems our help has gone South

We wish to be happy
        But genies can't grant that
                I wish to find a nice life
                        A nice life with you
                                But genies can't grant that
                                        So I wish again
                                                For future happiness
                                                        The genie says again,
                                                                "I can't grant that,miss."
                                                        I wish they could,
                                                I'd be happier then
                                        Happier forever
                                I wonder what you would wish for?
                        A life in riches?
                A happy family?
        You don't need a genie for that!
But my wishes seem to be too much to ask.

Beautiful
Wise
Victorious
All words that describe Sigrid
But Sigrid,
None describe you.