Crash. Crash. Crash. br My spirit just hit the rocks br Feelings are not deemed rash br Tears cannot be stopped br Nothing that I do br Is good enough for you br So why should I continue to try br When I could just say bye? br I'm done with it br I've decided to quit br Maybe I complain a bit br And I throw many a fit br But... br I'm tired of the dedication lack br And the other girls talking smack br Oh santa, for christmas I just have one request br Help me sop feeling so stressed br For the thing that I love to do br Seems to be a hatred that grew br Since the day I met all of you.