My friends ask me all the time, what I see in you. I just laugh and say, "I don't know." But as I walk away I whisper, "Everything you don't."

People ask me all the time, "How in the world can you possiable love him?" But that's okay. I don't want them to know, because then they'd love you too.

Everytime you look i my direction, I fall in lvoe all over again. Then I have to tell myself that I'm over you so that people can't read the expression on my face when they turn to see what my reaction is.

You say you have to do it. That you have to know. But what if you ask him who he loves and he doesn't say your name?

I knew you didn't love me. I knew it from the start. So why does it hurt so much, now that you've said it?

If there ever was a perfect night, this just might be the one. If I'm anxious and a little uptight, it's because I wanna ask you this right. If I never stop loving you, will you never start wanting me to?

If I never stop loving you, will you never start loving me too. If you'll start and end everyday forever never wanting me to go away, all I'm ever gonna always do is never stop loving you.

Please forgive me I'm a little bit nervous. I really rehearsed what to say. It's funny, in front of the mirror my words sounded clearer today. In my heart I've got it straight, in my head I mean everything I think I just said.

You're only the best I ever had

All i want is a guy who will tell his mother I have beautiful eyes, a guy who will bring me orange juice when I'm sick, who writes songs about me because he doesn't know any other way to tell me how he feels...