Typing away   In the corner of the library   Waiting for   An opening curtain a shooting gun to wake me up      I can't eat   E even though it makes me sicker still   Tonight repeat   The lines I've memorized   The times we cry are the times we kill      Everyone's growing unhappier   Jessica is leaving soon can I go with her   You know I would but my mom would have my throat      I still can't see   Why I'm failing every morning   Twist my hair around   Until that boy with brown eyes speaks to me