Fears turns into tears which turn into fear 

Fear that they'll see you cry and you'll die

Cuz they'll see what you look up on the inside 

On outside to them you're not pretty 

You're not the girl they want to date

You're too strong to need a man 

You're just a friend

On the inside all those words, they turn to hate 

Hate turns into a volcano which turns into a tornado 

Which turns to more hate 

You hate yourself cuz you're not pretty enough

You hate them because they are putting another label on your torn up broken heart 

In your mind you can't find the real facts because nothing is true to you 

You believed in what could have been and not what could be 

You sit there waiting......................

Waiting for the phone to ring 

but it never does 

One more chance you say 

I'll have good friends one day 

Thats when 

Fear turns into tears which turns into fear 

That fear turns into Tears