I can't write for...
I can't write for shit if I'm happy. Totally empty and vacant. Stupid really. I've gone stupid. I've gone stupid with lack of emotional poison.

Calm down, I ain'...
Calm down, I ain't gonna eat youi know, you think I decieved youjust cuz i write like a whoredon't mean I got, a red light outside my door

why do girls do w...
why do girls do what they dolove so hardthey almost consume youwhy do girls always break your heartwhy do they tear your soul apartI'd expect this from a manbut not from a best friendI should have been afraid couldn't see it, but I knew itit was something it was therein your voice in your walkor the way you shook your hairmaybe it was in your eyesin your cold unfeeling starenext girl beware