I’ll drive myself crazy with three hours alone,
‘Cause you know you love me in my dreams, don’t you?
I’m beginning to think you haven’t quite got me figured out.
But it’s all so simple.

I’d die for you,
I’m not like anyone else.
I’m such a teenage cliché,
Ain’t I?
Just a little girl,
In a screwed up world,
With a broken heart,
And I notebook.

So maybe you’re not who I thought you were.
But then again, maybe I’m wrong,
And the agonyslashrealisation hits home hard.,
But that isn’t what I’m here for.

I’d die for you,
I’m not like anyone else.
I’m such a teenage cliché,
Ain’t I?
Just a little girl,
In a screwed up world,
With a broken heart,
And a notebook.