I may not be perfect just atleast except me of who I am.

It's hard to get over somebody than finding someone else new.

When I find someone else new you might want me back but sorry I won't crawl to you anymore. I'll have someone better.

Some day when you look back on the past when you were with me, you'll regret everything what you did to me.

I really do love you, but for me, love is not an option.

Can I drive your stick or should I be the passenger?

Lovin you was like a dozen roses hatin you is like a dozen heartaches

Its your love it just do something to me sends a shock right through me I can't get enough if you wonder about the spell I'm under its your love.