no one knows how much it hurts to see you laugh with her. it churns up hatred, and something else i can't detect, but i keep it all inside; you're happy now, and that's what matters most. so as she sips her cherry cola, and you kissed her red-stained lips, i can only hope you're dreaming they were mine.
i dont know what this its six in the morning i dont even know why im awake