One word.
It's one word.

That's all it takes.
Just a simple word.
Can make me weak.

So go ahead and say it!

Push me aside,
and say you still love me.

Throw me down,
and say you still want me.

How could he do this to me?
I thought I did everything for him.

So I sit here and sob,
like a helpless little girl.

So I sit here and scream,
like an angry teenage boy.

So I sit here and think,
like a determined famous writer.

One word.
Go ahead and say it.

Yell in my face,
and say you don't want me to cry.

Scream in my ear,
and say you don't want me to hurt.

How could he do this to me?
I thought I gave him my heart.

So you sit there and grin,
like a satsified serial killer.

So you sit there and laugh,
like a touch elementry bully.

So you sit there and think,
like you don't give a damn.

I listen to those songs,
because I'm still in mourning.

I wait to see your name,
because I miss it so.

I forget everything you've done,
because I can't seem to let go.

I know I'm going to get hurt,
but I run back for more.

It's just that...
One Word.

That One Word.
The one that makes me weak...

Goodbye.