As the rain falls harder
It pounds louder on the roof...

My hair hangs over my face
Like the shadows of a tree...

I remember the first time you held my hand,
it didn't matter how sweaty our palms were...

Once you've been in love
Nothing else can compare...

Tonight I'll carve a shallow grave in my arm
To bury the love that's dead and gone...

She’s shallow
she can’t think for herself...

Let me take a moment
To praise your kiss...

It's so complicated
But simple at the same time...

At the ripe old age
Of sixteen...

I can't stop
and I know why...

In a future postcard
Where the color of the Ocean...

Why do I feel like I'm stuck in my body
Waiting to grow...