my tears i'll down, i'm losing grip, what's happening, i stray from.. this is how i feel...
this time was different, felt like i was just a victim, and it cut me like a knife, when you walked out my life..
now i'm in this condition, and i've got all the symtomps, of a girl with a broken heart, but no matter what you'll never see me cry..
this.. good point sister..