All I keep thinking is my life is now a cycle
And I have to find a way off this roller coaster,
Cos nobody knows what’s happened to me,
I’m just a girl on another missing persons poster
And that’s what you get for wanting it all,
Then having it, and not liking it anymore.
When I put my head to it’s heart, It was like a sea shell
I thought I’d discovered the oceane
But all I got was hell.
And all I keep thinking is I gotta jump this ship
I can’t take another kiss,
I can’t take another kick
And if I don’t get out alive,
I don’t want this to be where I left this life.