06-02-2008, 06:49 PM
"It's something wrong with my head, I see a person I get an impulse." At the 'knife in the gut' comment, she blinked. "You're a hitman? Little young, don't you think?" She raised an eyebrow, then shook her head. "Nah, I shouldn't say you're too little, I started when I was fourteen."
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!