I give up
I hate this so now I will stay in the muck
I dont care if I die in here
Its better then looking in the mirrior
My old lovly face is now stuck with fear
I hate not being able to be near
So I will do the next best thing
I give up on living, trying, crying when i die i want people to sing
i make myself believe that you will retern but i know you wont
But i will beg you please for my sanity, dont
I dont want to be waiting all my life for you
If you cared ar all for me then come be by my side YOU know I would jump the moon if i could and i would
But would you do the same for me thats what i thought, no you wouldnt all because your scared