things dont always go as we planned it i try to prove my self but my love is banished i wanna pack my loads and go off this planet i see what you do in the dark but ill manage i got a gucci leather, matching sweater hoping things get better god knows i put in my best you grew feathers left with no letters she knew b4 i met her all my kife ive been a guest last year wheather got ur voice into my brain i hope u remember the night under the rain you did better am always the one to blame thoughts run through my head by the windo plain am still wondering if ill ever see you again am pain when i saw u left