Vividly

� Go my way � 2007-07-18 � 8:11 p.m. �

Seventeen is just a number when she's counting on from 10 to 25.

A brief reminder of her body broken; her soul torn by bullets made of lies.

Seventeen is just an age when she's looking back at it and everything she gave.

The years have gone, the song is done and there's really nothing left to say.

There's no room for her here - go away - there's no room for her here.

There's no room for him here anymore... there's no place for this game.

There's no room for him there... push away... there's no more room for him here.

Go your way.