We use to love each other with deep intensity

we use to fight with kicks and fists and nails

If i had a dime fore everytime i been vile

i'd be a milionaire by now

You used your big-sister calm

to tease me to tears

I used to pinch you a little bit to hard

On your wrists on your arms

if you look colsely yoy can see the scars

Oh i have done things so mean and so grin

i'm to ashamed to say theme out loud

I don't think you get how much i regret

oh here me when i vow

That i will allways be you solider

I'll be marching by your side

I'll be there fore you

Thirteen years old, lipstick and boys

I never knew how lucky i was to have you

The great teenage depression our domestic civil war

And i think back you were the one to pull me trough

What it comes down to is you are the one who truly understands

Wherever you go i hope that you know that i'm at your command