When I'm around him, I can't breathe, and when I'm not around him...I want to be.

Is there someplace we could go to be alone?One last thing before you go. A little song to let you know that I never wanted to be anything but everything to you my dear.

And it isn't like I'm not trying to get over you. In fact, I'm amking progress...I only think about you when I breathe.

You---It's everything. I'm coming apart, I'm coming to pieces.

You've been the only thing that's right in all that I've done.

I'll play dumb, and then I'll play tragic, and you can break me like a bad habit.

And every time I close my eyes, my heart is bleeding deep inside, but now my eyes are open, and I'm never gonna be the one for you.

I'll call you a disaster, and you won't call me at all.

So here's to teenage romances, and never knowing why they hurt like hell.

But I could not recall a more perfect fall,'cause when I looked up into your eyes, it didn't hurt at all.