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What if I said you were the one?
What if I played the good girl and won your heart?
What if I screwed with you and then said I was done?
What if I went and ripped you apart?

Would that change your view on me?
Would you turn to run?
Would that change the way you see?
Would that ruin all our fun?

Why would you stay and take this abuse?
Why do you trust me like this?
Why would you give me so many weapons to use?
Why do you aim the gun and pray that I miss?

Questions that run around in my head,
I tried to kill them, but they won't stay dead.
I've toyed with so many and I'm still so confused,
I don't want to be here, broken and bruised.

I miss the dark angel that I once upon a time,
I miss the way he would pick a fight and back up my crime.
But he let me go, he listened when I told him to stay away.
Our silence killed us, and for that I'll forever pay.

I miss the Romeo, the sweetheart of late,
I miss the friend I had, with whom the times were great.
He blushed so easily, it was so cute,
A ranter at heart, but loonier than a fruit.

I miss my oldest of friends who couldn't be told.
His voice so soft yet, his actions so bold.
Give him your fries and he'll get you out,
This angel in plain sight, always filling you with doubt.

I miss the warrior with no sense of time,
Always a sucker for the guilt of the slightest of crime.
He waited so patiently but gave into his lust,
Shattering all trust into the dust.

Between these four my heart is torn,
And inside me a new demon is born.
"What is it you want?"
Oh how this question does haunt.

What if I should choose one?
Would you judge me if I chose none?
You all made your promises and told your lies
I've had my highs and shed my tears

Questions spinning round my head
Won't stop till I'm dead
Never learning whats at stake
Till our lives I will someday take

Description
What if I said you were the one?
What if I played the good girl and won your heart?
What if I screwed with you and then said I was done?
What if I went and ripped you apart?

Would that change your view on me?
Would you turn to run?
Would that change the way you see?
Would that ruin all our fun?

Why would you stay and take this abuse?
Why do you trust me like this?
Why would you give me so many weapons to use?
Why do you aim the gun and pray that I miss?

Questions that run around in my head,
I tried to kill them, but they won't stay dead.
I've toyed with so many and I'm still so confused,
I don't want to be here, broken and bruised.

I miss the dark angel that I once upon a time,
I miss the way he would pick a fight and back up my crime.
But he let me go, he listened when I told him to stay away.
Our silence killed us, and for that I'll forever pay.

I miss the Romeo, the sweetheart of late,
I miss the friend I had, with whom the times were great.
He blushed so easily, it was so cute,
A ranter at heart, but loonier than a fruit.

I miss my oldest of friends who couldn't be told.
His voice so soft yet, his actions so bold.
Give him your fries and he'll get you out,
This angel in plain sight, always filling you with doubt.

I miss the warrior with no sense of time,
Always a sucker for the guilt of the slightest of crime.
He waited so patiently but gave into his lust,
Shattering all trust into the dust.

Between these four my heart is torn,
And inside me a new demon is born.
"What is it you want?"
Oh how this question does haunt.

What if I should choose one?
Would you judge me if I chose none?
You all made your promises and told your lies
I've had my highs and shed my tears

Questions spinning round my head
Won't stop till I'm dead
Never learning whats at stake
Till our lives I will someday take