we both know i need this too much only i know that it's got to stop but i can't keepy my anger up "change it, it's your job, change it, it's your job" now i'm stuck i'm stuck she'll break some hearts when she grows up she'll break some hearts when she owns up mine is one when she looks at me in that tone of voice she don't need to make a noise i can read her thoughts in capital letters i've lost her since i've met her