Boy: �Give �em hell.�
[salutes]
[exits]

Girl: [thinking]
�Hell? He wants me to give �em hell?
He doesn�t know what hell is.

Hell is
Waking up every morning
And wanting to cry
Because now you get to do it all over again
The pain
The pretending;

Hell is
Lying so much
You forget the truth,
Forget who you are half the time,
Forget even why you are lying
And at the same time
Know that lying is the only option.

Hell is
Being completely alone
Even when you�re surrounded
On all sides by people who
Call you their friend;
Who think they know you
Enough that they trust you.
People who think you trust them.

Hell is
Looking someone in the eye
And being afraid they�ll see
What you see in the mirror;
Being afraid they can see
Through the windows in your eyes,
Who you really are
Is not who you pretend to be;
Afraid they can see
How scared you are,
See the pain,
The anger,
The hate;
See what you�ve been trying
To hide all along.

No, I won�t give hell to anyone�
I wouldn�t wish this on anyone.�