I lost her I'm a loser I want to
cut I want to make long deep
cuts that will reach the parts
of me that hurt inside
I'm alone I cry I feel sick I fail
She sent me her picture NOW
she sent me her picture
She's fucking beautiful and the
only thing I can think about is
her showing it to everyone else and
them realizing what I knew all along
Does it hurt this much for her
Who will she find comfort in
I can't get these pictures out of my
head of her turning to the open arms
of Nick or Bryan or anybody...
somebody that isn't me
If I had the strength...if I had the guts
I would just take a lot of pills go to
bed and pray that I never wake up