The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips, I hope they taste of me forever.

Once you get what you want, then you really have something to lose.

I'm not stable enough emotionally to even hug you without meaning it with every ounce of me.

And it's like being hit by a truck over and over again. But you stay in the road, because when you aren't being hit by a truck, the road is the best place in the world to be.

When it really hits you, you finall realize it's not worth loving him anymore.

She drives away feeling worthless, used again, but nothing's different, she'd stay the night, but she knows he doesn't care.

So this is my new found freedom. It's funny, I don't rememeber being chained.

If I love you enough to let you go, will you love me enough to come back?

I can't remember life before his name.

Somehow I tend to leave behind the tears and truth, and just forget that I can't get over you.