Pearls draped across your chest,
hair strewn across your face...

It's easier to be a number.
The world demands it...

I wish I could take this back:
my silence...

There's a skeleton face in a window
and all I really want to do...

I see their smiles in the mirror,
tired smiles...

Jaime was a beautiful girl.
She's been dying her blond hair black...

I felt a chill in the air
on those summer nights...

If you really liked me,
you would have called me...

She had the mental activity
of champagne intoxicated dreams...

Sometimes,
I like to drive with all my windows down...

Your old favorite sweatshirt is still in my...
Sometimes, letting go is harder than we think...

I think you're beautiful,
standing barefoot in the grass...