Once upon a time, there was this beautiful girl, who would make my world feel like some type of dream.
She was always there, just like an angel in heaven. Do you know the kind of girl I mean?
Are you yourself? Are you OK? You don’t say the things that you used to say.
If there’s one thing I’ve got to know in the worst way, “Do you still think about me everyday?”
‘Cause everyday I think about you. Everyday I dream about you. Everyday I can’t get you out of my head. Everyday I live for you. I wish I never saw you, wish that I was dead
Now the (Another) chapter’s closed. The story’s over. Things can never be the same.
If fate’s determined, I guess that time has pulled the plug and you left as fast as you came
I wish that you were dead. I wish that you were dead. I wish that you were dead.