Losing you in a crowd of all these rich fake friends
And I thought, "I knew she wouldn't want to be here"
That's when, I saw outside by the shed
You're lying on the grass, skipping rocks
Trying to scrape away what's left of this image you soundly kept.
Your dress tears
It slips as you're falling down the stairs
Please explain to me everything that's wrong in this scene
You can't complain about something you've dreamed of living
And I will never know why you pushed yourself past this point in your life
I've given up on trying to persuade you to give in without a fight
You should think about staying
The shy, clever girl I've come to know these years