In this letter that I write to you there are so many things I'd like to say to you... "Why are you so fucking cool?"
"Why aren't you hear with me?"

These words I write in blood tonight bleed through the paper from my bleeding heart to you... these words are just for you...

Maybe you are just as bored as me, maybe, your heart has stopped beating, maybe, you're not as cool as you think; you're just a geek like me.

These words I write in blood tonight bleed through the paper from my bleeding heart to you... these words are just for you...

If this letter arrives in your mail today crumpled up from my pocket where it had been the day before, I want nothing in return from you now I'm moving on... I'm moving on