And who do you think you
are,Running
around leaving scars,Collecting your jar of
hearts,Tearing love
apart,Your gonna
catch a cold from the ice inside your
soul.
Dear teacher, If i say your mean that doesnt mean
everyone else thinks you are,its just my opinion.And just because
im brave enough to stand up to you doesnt mean there
arent other ones just like me, you just scare
them.