• When it rains I go outside and I dance.
    And many times I even cry.
    No one can see the pain I hide.
    I dont feel safe inside.
    The path Im following is holding on to me like tape.
    I dont feel like I can escape.
    My memories are forever imprinted on magnetic tape.
    An unearsable videotape.
    Playing back the bad.
    Showing me what I could have had.
    All the nicknames.
    All the ryhmeing games.
    Lost forever in my pain,
    I want to leave I have nothing to gain.