Thoughts?
He's a wasted teenage heart
Impaled into the cement
She's beaten up and broken down
By the words you said but never meant
He doesn't love her and she knows it
But she wants to hear him speak the truth
They say it about him more than her
They're wasted youth
He's a wasted teenage soul
Scratching at his wrist
He's cutting with sharp objects
He believes he won't be missed
They live in a teenage waste land
Where life is far from real
Lies and secrets spread like diseases
And suicide is no big deal
She and he wandering the land
They could care less if they wasted away
So they sit in their rooms with the music so loud
And their parents have nothing to say
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