this diarys run out of pages because on each and every line, i had written your name but i've crossed out, every single one. the pages are torn so is my heart but i still look at it every night to remind me never to make the same mistake again and writing a song would keep me awake cause i'm scared i'll dream of you the ink bleeding through the paper portrays a bleeding hearts melody so i crumble up this chapter of my life 'cause it needs to be forgotten ...i wish it was that easy if only it were that easy... i'll never feel better