Why do boys always lead you on but never actualy tell you where to go?

Even if we hadn't met I would still miss you.

The ones who love us the least are the ones we'd die to please.

Why do you hurt me? Is it because you know you can?

Buy me a drink, sing me a song... take me as i am 'cause i can't stay long.

If I wasn't made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?

Love is like a rose, it may be beautiful but it has thorns.

How could your love possibly be so deceiving?

I love you is an eight letter word... so is bullsh*t.

I love the way you roll excuses off the tip of your tongue as I slowly fall apart.