I used to hope and pray that God would take this pain away,

I used to use my tears as a reason for you to stay.

Now I know that if you stay the pain with stay longer than yesterday.

As I start to ramble you would say "here it goes." 

Even a person with no nose could smell the hate in your bones.

Your heart is made of stone.

I wish I would have known.

I want you to know I tried my hardest to not start an argument.

Everything I did was wrong,

I couldn't even find a song to describe how I feel.

Let's make a deal.

Let's go our seperate ways and try and someday.