Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Only if you knew how in love i am in with you.
Maybe you'd love me back.
Maybe love is something you lack.
You'll lay in bed tonight with a face lit so bright.
I'll lay in bed with a new thin on my arm, in red.
Trust me, You not knowing this isnt whats killing me,
Its for the fact that i know you'll never love me.
Cutting is just  my new found bliss,
If people knew, they'd call me crazy.
If people knew,  they might care.
But if you knew. You would NEVER. Be right where you are now.
"My Friend"

Most nights
At 2am
I wonder
Where i'll be in
Five
Ten
Fifteen
Years.

Other nights
At 2am
I wonder
If i'll make it that far.

I drew a butterfly on my wrist,
In hope that this feeling would no longer persist.
But things got bad and i started to cry
So the butterfly on my wrist, It had to die.
Once again i tried to set myself free,
But it seemed my thoughts had stolen the key.
So  this butterfly lived a very short life.
Killed with fear and a very sharpe knife...

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don€™t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
Im not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend Im OK
But thats not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin€™ to do

It€™s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But Im doin It
It€™s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and Im alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin€™ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say (much to say)
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do, oh.

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say (to say)
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
Thats what I was trying to do