bcuz of u i have now
bcuz of u i haf lost
bcuz of u i regret
bcuz of wat u did im dissapointed
bcuz of who u r i am shocked
n bcuz of u, n bcuz of wat u did,
i choose to leave u




the very simple things of life
it falls, and breaks, and dies.
goes into the ground, rises, and falls.

its something people call a cycle.
something extraordinary, something special, something different.

yet, its a simple song, a simple story; like death
she's a baby, she's a teenager, he's dead

its yet a confusing story where people dont understand
despite its simple meaning, despite its simple way of showing, despite its shallow meaning of the word.

yet i do now understand.
its just a small cycle, where you loose as it falls and breaks, where its a simple story with a confusing meaning.






if i say..
if i say i were yours,
you would kiss my cheeks and say the words,
the very words hidden in your heart

if i say i wanted to leave you,
you would ask me why
while stroking my hair, u will look down
and stop the tears even if i know they are there

if i say i love you
you would hold my hand and kiss it soft
because i know you love me too,
and no matter wat i say u will b there for me bet all t


hey want to say, and all i want to say are the same few wrds.