Oh his eyes, his eyes, make the stars look like they're not shining. His hair, his hair, falls perfectly without him trying. He's so beautiful, and i tell him every day. Yeah i know, i know, when i compliment him he won't believe me. And it's so, it's so, sad to think he doesn't see what i see.
I saw you screaming, I know I'm going, you always feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing, no one will ever understand how much it hurts, you feel hopeless, like nothing can save you and when it's over and it's gone, you almost wished that you could have hold that bad stuff back so that you could have the good