Everyday I listen to your words, and you sit and tell me 
it's obserd, When I came to you for help, you don't care 
only of yourself, she's so new and so me, somedays i feel 
like I should die, If I sit and think I start to cry, So 
who knows and who cares, no one does that's why I'm here, 
so I'll die by myself, all my dreams on the shelf