it's kinda like the west side story.

You belong to the gang
and you say you can't break away,
but I'm here with my hands on my heart.

Our families can't agree.
I'm your brother's sworn enemy,
but I'll shout out my love to the stars.

So wait for the stone on your window;
wait by the car and we'll go.

When first we laid eyes
I swore to no compromise
'til I felt my caress on your skin.

Well, how soon we were betrayed;
your sister gave us away,
and your father came all unhinged.

So wait for the stone on your window;
wait by the car and we'll go.

But, oh, Valencia.
With your blood still warm on the ground,
Valencia.
And I swear to the stars,
I'll burn this whole city down.

All I heard was a shout
of your brother calling me out,
and you ran like a fool to my side.

Well the shot, it hit hard,
and your frame went limp in my arms,
and an oath of love was your dying cry.

So wait for the stone on your window;
wait by the car and we'll go.

But, oh, Valencia.
With your blood still warm on the ground,
Valencia.
And I'll burn this whole city down.

Valencia,
with your blood getting cold on the ground.
Valencia.
And I swear to the stars
I'll burn this whole city down.

"i'm a mess and you know that i can't help it."

these days are hard.

if and when i happen to see your face
...my whole world comes crashing down all over again.
it makes me feel sick.
it rips my heart open.

and nights that i don't dream of you
...i wake up and remember that you're not mine anymore.
it hits me like a train.
it stops my breath.

because i want so badly to stop it
...every part of me wants to hurt myself.
it's not fair that you can hurt me.
it's not fair that you don't even see it.

i'm having trouble believing that you ever cared in the first place.
i just don't understand why you were my best friend and now you're nothing.
you don't know how much it hurts.
i need to get out of here, away from you, away from this town.
but i can't go anywhere.
and the worst part is that i don't think i would survive anywhere else
...because there's no chance of seeing you anywhere but here.

i may be little deranged.