“Go home little girl
This is no place for you...

I’m setting myself up
I’m talking to you again...

I used to consider you a friend
But I guess I was wrong...

I care and you don't care
But I don't want to be the one holding this...

Let’s compare scars
Open up to each other...

You poor old fools
You really believe me...

Jane walks up to you
Sleeping in the hospital bed...

I felt your hand
It stroked my heart...

Have you ever had to watch the person you love...
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep because you...

Nothing's left
Between you and me...

What is depression? I mean, I know what it is, but...
Perhaps that if it wasn't for laws, human fears...

I’ll make Daddy proud
I’ll beat up those jerks...