Why else do I want you like I do, If I'm
not in love with You.

This is just the way I guess it is meant to be, I just can't accept it.

Your first love, never really dies.

Maybe I'm afraid of the way that I really need you.

She's as beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego.

The look in your eyes is all i need..

I know what died that night, can never be brought back to life..

I'll write your name on a bullet, so ill be sure that your the last thing that goes threw my mind.

From a distance I desired him, and quietly admired him.

The look in your eyes, drives me crazy.