I wish I had a voice to make amends
I wish I wasn't afraid of them

I just wished them with my mouth,
Not with my heart.

I wish I could make friends
I wish I could understand them

I just wished them with my mouth,
Not with my heart.

I wish I could fight back that time
I wish I had talked with them at that time

They were from my heart
Back in September.

I wish I could read their mind like I read letters,
So I could be the girl they desire
To stop the harsh words
Not to be reminded what they desire
That's where my sorrow lingered.

I wish to find the girl they say oh-so perfect,
So I can take advice

I just wished them with my mouth,
Not with my heart.

Because back in September,
I wanted her dead.