No more tears. I've had enough.
You sicken me with all this stuff.
How your life has been so rough.
How its all made you so tough.
Well it's all a lie, here's how I know.
You've always had a place to go.
I've always been here helping you so
You wouldn't face these problems alone.
But you continue to deny.
You say you wish that you could die.
But we both know that's its a lie.
And this one I won't continue to buy.
I tried to show you what I saw.
Why when you walk past I stare in awe.
And how you haven't a single flaw.
You still claim imperfection and blah blah blah.
So I'm sick of trying to make you see.
You're clearly not the girl for me.
Because if you were you would believe.
The things I say of your beauty.
