I was stolen from my old home
The Biker Mice and the Freedom Fighters left me alone.
I was really hurt, scars on my face.
I thought the Mice had betrayed me and I was seething with rage.
I had to nowhere to go. There was nothing to do.
And when I was found by Nomad Rats, I thought I was doomed.
My vision faded to black. I thought there was no turning back.
But they cared for me. They were always there for me.
And in return, to them I'd pledge my loyalty.
To the Rats, I gave my trust. I'd do what was best for all of us.
And I was never alone again… the Nomad Rats were my family and friends.
Three years had gone by, we did what we had to do to survive.
We had plans to make a new start when drought had threatened to end all life on Mars.
We had a chance to take what was ours, long since the Biker Mice from Mars left me to my fate.
If the plan succeeds, our lives would be great.
Here come the Biker Mice, the people I really despise for leaving me alone.
We took what they had, a weapon to save our home.
When the Biker Mice showed up, I told them all that I have had it rough.
Vinnie was upset, hurt to the core. He was despaired that he left me alone.
He helped me up, I got angry and ran away… then I took the chance to hear what he had to say.
He was hurt when I disappeared on Mars and had hopes and dreams of holding me in his arms.
Does he really love me? That cannot be true.
He's with someone else… I've been such a fool.
I saw that woman and looked her in the eyes, desperately wanting to know why she had fallen for a member of my race.
When she told me she hadn't, I realised my mistake.
Vinnie wants to be with me, but I could never back to the girl I used to be.
He saw my scars and locked lips… with me.
I couldn't believe it… my very first kiss.
We broke apart and said our goodbyes, declaring our love for each other… just that one time.
Mars was saved and the Rats were free… I couldn't believe what had just happened to me.
To the Rats, I was nothing but a tool for their success. How could I have been such a fool?
Now here I am… alone again. I have no family and I have no friends.
Thinking back, I have gone too far. How can I explain myself to my people on Mars?
My name is Harley and this is my story.
To the Freedom Fighters and the Biker Mice… I'm sorry.