Looking through her diary
Is like looking through a death wish
She hates life, but loves him
He's like poison.

She can't get away,
He's screwed her over
With too many take back and not enough love notes

He'd always push
And she'd always pull
He'd always laugh
And she'd always cry

His mistakes were hers,
Her mistakes didn't exist,
No one's opinion mattered
She wanted him, and he wasn't listaning

It was never a tragety
But to her
He was everything she had
And she was just another song.