One thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain. They tell me that they love me but I know better than that, it's just a game. I'm really too young to feel this old. What am I doing? What am I doing? Oh yeah, that's right, I'm doing me. I'm doing me.

I don't want you back in my life. I just miss you.

The person I miss doesn't exsist anymore. I'm not sure if he ever did.

I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses. You were the last good thing about this part of town. Oh baby, seasons change but people don't. I'm dropping "I'm sorry" like you're still around. I set my clocks early because I know I'm always late. My heart is on my sleeve, I wear it like a bruise or black eye. With every breath I wish your body will be broken again. Drop a heart, break a name. I was terrified and would you mind if I sat next to you and watched you smile?

Dallas Green.

You need not, to climb mountain tops. You need not, to cross the sea. You need not, to find a cure for everything that makes you weak. You need not to reach for the stars, when life becomes so dark and when the wind does blow against the grain you must follow your heart. When all your friends have come and gone and the sun no longer shines, the happiness for which you long is washed away like an oceans tide, when all hard times outweigh the good and all your words are misunderstood, when the day seems lost from the stars you must follow your heart. If you feel you paid the price and your wounds should cease to heal, and everything you love in life spins like a winding wheel, if you should wake to find yourself abandoned and the road you travel leads you to a dead end you must follow your heart.

This photo sums up my feelings for you.

I want to write beautiful things all the time. I want to string words together that leave people breathtaken and so it won't leave their mind all day. But whenever I try it gets all muddled up and never means as much as I intended for it too.