You cut me open with your dagger-like words
I've never been broken like this before
My heart's pieces are scattered apart
But you'd never care, you'd just keep breaking hearts
I could change my ways, I could turn the tide
I'd change my hair, and my name, or commit suicide
But you'd still be the same
You wouldn't even notice if I left for a day
For a month
For a year
For three minutes,
but I'm still here
I just want to be perfect, I just want to be worth it
I don't want to be something like this
I just want to be missed
And I don't know what to say
Your "breath-taking" image took my breath away.
Oh, I guess that's why they still hate me
Oh, I guess I'm just not that pretty
(Would you miss me?)
I could leave...
For a day, for a month, for a year, for three minutes,
but I'm still here.
Could I be...
What you want, what you breathe?
Am I the reason they all leave?
I could turn the tide, but not my ways
I could even die, but you'd still stay the same...
I heard you on the phone the other day
Giving my self information away
"She's got blonde hair, and big green eyes.
Her mouth sure moves a lot, but all it does is lie."
I'm not perfect, never have been.
I'm not worth it, never will be.
I lost my mind, because it ran away to you.
I took my life...
All because of the truth.
Three more minutes and I am gone.
You never noticed that something was wrong.
And if you did, well, you didn't care.
My soul is gone, my body's in the chair...
Three more minutes until take off,
broke my heart up just to feel the cough...