what would you do if i died tomorrow
would you be there to show you care
if i changed the colour of my hair
would you wonder why i wear a deskizes
if you noticed my arms had cuts on them
what would you do
would you still say i love you


if you got a call to say me and her were dead
who would you run to
tell me gavin but tell me true
you know i still love you
you take advantage of my heart
you play with it and bit by bit you tare it apart


so my real question to you is
do you love me do you care
if i died tomorrow would you be there
i sit up alnight wondering where you are
from me are you really that far


id say id wait forever but thats something i cannot do
because to me i know you could never be true
i ask around if people have seen you
but when they say yes i saw him with her it hurts
so here i go i cut again
when you look at me i smile to hide the pain
but i know you see it
of course you do you caused it

do you think of me
when its me you do not see
i quess these are things i will never know
but till never comes my love will continue to grow


so i ask just one last time
if i die tomorrow would you be there
would you be there just to show you care