Push a little harder.
Cut a little deeper.
Bleed a little longer.
Die a little faster.

Just close your eyes and pretend I'm the pretty girl you really want

At this point in time, I'm okay with {me and you} and what we've become, but I'm still counting the days and nights until I can hear a l/o/v/e s/o/n/g without wanting to cry..

I'll never get over the s.t.u.p.i.d f.e.e.l.i.n.g I get everytime you sign on. The one where I think maybe, {just} {maybe}, you'll talk to me first.

If I told you how much you really m/e/a/n t/o m/e...I'd never get the chance to finish.

I don't know which {hurts} {more}..knowing I can never get you back, or knowing you don't even miss me at all.

&& She's scared..because s.u.d.d.e.n.l.y, it's clear how much he really means to her.

I have a habit of falling too hard
and falling too fast, and getting
my hopes up for something I
know won't last.

She'll say she hates you. She'll say
she n.e.v.e.r l.o.v.e.d you. She'll say she
doesn't ever want you back, but
deep down inside the only possible
way she could ever mean this is if
her fingers are crossed.

There are moments in my life that I will
always remember. Not because they
were important..but because you were there.