He's held her when she cried... I don't know, Maybe once. And she doesn't understand why... All she wants Is his touch. He plays mind games... Gives her rules She must follow. And she doesn't realize, His love is Nothing but hollow. He hurts her just everyday... And she takes it harder Eachtime. She only blames herself for it... He does "nothing" wrong... She cries. She holds her head up high... For the people That she knows. But me, I know the truth... She dies a little more Everytime he goes. As he walks off to leave her... I pray It's the final time. She's lost, doesn't know what to do. There's nothing to do... But cry. ONLY ONE PICTURE The only thing I have left Is one picture, One single picture of me and you. The only thing you have left Is one picture... Torn into pieces. So I guess we are thru. But believe it or not Almost a month has passed... And I'm still not fine. Everyone says I'll be alright, All I need Is a little time. But pictures tell the truth, There really were Happy times. And even you were happy You have to admit, But you turned it into lies. Lies to me, Lies about me... And now you care for someone new. I hope, that maybe You'll grow up a little... And won't tell lies to her too. One solitary picture Is all I have left Of what was me and you. Tiny pieces of us Blowing in the wind... Realizing it was never true.