so who do you think you are,
runnin' around leaving scars,
collecting your jar of hearts, and tearing love apart. you're
going to catch a cold,
from the ice inside your soul.
Kissed in the rain
Held when I cry
His first text message
Grabbed around the waste and kissed on the cheek
My hand to be held
Notes in my locker
To cry over him when he hurts me,
So he'll chase after me