What were you thinking?. I have a right to ask. Is there a reason. Other than your past?. The great pretender. Why was I the last. To see through your skin?.
I never get tired of butterflies in my stomach. And I never get used to calling girls on the phone. I say I hate crushes now, but really I love it. Having someone there's better than being alone.
Given up to me. You're living - rotting in my dream. Morning lights to red. I think I've had too much already. So violently to touch, it's tearing me up.