i stand alone each day facing the world you see
no1 to guide me through or make me happy
i feel the need 4 love, my heart is empty inside
have no1 to hold me, so each night i cried
twenty-seven men, half of them shouldn't even count
i simply let go didn't care any more
thought i'd feel happy but once they walked out the door
i only felt disgust, i only felt pain
you tell me how can i be happy
no1 is ever a true friend and every time i get a bf
it quickly comes to an end
so where will i be next, what path will God choose 4 me
i hope it's a path to destiny
i'm sick of getting hurt, i'm sick of being alone
i'm sick of "wanting" someone who i can call my own
all i really want is a chance from a good man
some1 who will love me as much as he can
i' tired of hearing lies to get what you need
i' tired of being hurt becuz ur heart is full of greed
so as the story goes i'l live it day by day
who knows when i'll be happy again, all i can do is pray