this diarys run out of pages
because on each and every line,
i had written your name
but i've crossed out, every single one.
the pages are torn so is my heart
but i still look at it every night
to remind me never to make
the same mistake again
and writing a song would keep me awake
cause i'm scared i'll dream of you
the ink bleeding through the paper
portrays a bleeding hearts melody
so i crumble up this chapter of my life
'cause it needs to be forgotten
...i wish it was that easy
if only it were that easy...
i'll never feel better
