You used to be the one who made me happy, you used to tell
me you were lucky to have me. Think I was a fool for letting you
fill the space inbetween my hands and my diary pages. Don't think
that I could ever be able to stay with you now, baby. And in time I
know that we'll both see, we're not meant to be. Cause you're the
one who makes me cry, you wil never, ever save me. All your words
are full of lies, You're not the one I want to marry.