What is love? The concept.I think. I think it was a big mistake.I didn't mean for it to happen like this.I guess you can't always get what you wantWill always apply in this cruel game of loveI was fooled once by a manI was usedTorn apart by emotionsYet only for themI didn't think I'd allow itTo have my heartBrutally ripped from meNo, I won't allow my emotionsTo spurge outAnymoreI am through with loveAnd loveIs through with me
Little sisterHey little sister,don't listen to their words,they put it on disguise,just to make you hurt.Now don't be afraid,when they throw you to the ground,you got to learn to,stick around.Words they may hurt,and punches may too,but believing you are weak,now that won't do,So take my advice,My dear little sister,Fight Back.
Paper matePlease tell me...Please tell me he didn't leave. I can't imagine what I'm going to do without him. He was everything, he knew everything. We were like John Yoko. It's just an illusion. Right? These dreaded thoughts have been pacing back and forth, like children playing on swings. Why, oh why, did he have to .leave so soon? Especially now. He has always been there for me, when I needed the comfort of another, whenever I'd be feeling out of the ordinary. Why was he doing this to me? I questioned it, like usual when I couldn't quite get the concept of something. He was always, exactly where I could find him, though today was different. Starting today, he would no longer be with me. He knew exactly what I was thinking, he was as if he was my psychiatrist. Sometimes he drought done some notes, and on the occasion he'd let me read it. I'll never laugh with another, like I would with him. I don't believe that this is the end of us. Perhaps the beginning of something new? Though I'm
I Don't Want To I don't want to be your little girl Because I guess being your little girl is just not what I thought it would be