remember that morning i woke up with
her touching you in my head
and i couldn't take it when you said you were leaving with
her, it wont get out of my head

i can hear glasses clinking in the kitchen
and the alcohol is wearing thin
i dont want to be here
this isn't happening

remember that morning i
stole my parents car
just for a pack of cigarettes
and it's killing me i
don't know how it went this far
i am the most tragic life i have ever met

i am on the verge of
going over the edge of
death and darkness and all those
cataclysmic things

i almost loved
born from a simple touch,
in the backseat and in your bed and all those
places and empty dreams

slow down, girl,
it isn't the end of the world
but i can't take it anymore

get a job
make a living
you need to stop
and do my bidding

stay in school
time is running out
don't be such a fool

can you hear that sound?
its the sound of me losing
at least i was smacked for the break up
but waking up...

you throw *** in the mix
and suddenly you're supposed to be all mine
i let you in, it makes me sick
because you were supposed to be all mine

i've got all the battle wounds you need to
be someone who's got issues
we were supposed to be beautiful
but you'll need me, you'll miss me, you'll
realize all the difference i made

and if you don't that's okay because
not many really do
there's the subject and here's the clause
it really had all to do with you

it happened too fast and
ended too soon
you set me free
but you left, too