<--6:47 PM February 25, 2004-->
LOVE IS SLIPPING THRU THE CRACKS...
Its plain to see that a City Girl like Me...
With an Addiction like You just wasn't meant to Be....
So the next time it Rains run under a Tree.
Let the drops wash over You and think of Me.
When I was still Alive and wanted to be Free...
I don't Wanna Change and I don't Wanna be Saved...
This is all I know and this is all I Crave...
This is it Baby tell me you Love Me...
Its your Final Chance...
I'm to Weak to Run and to Tired to Continue our Dance...
I just wanted You to know I'm Not as Strong as you think I Am...
I even Bled all the Times I could No Longer be Brave...
Your time is about up Mister...
If You can't say it to my Face then tell it to my Grave....