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.