Think of me as you undo her dress.
i hope you hear my voice as you kiss her neck.
and as lust is screaming for its release,
i hope to god your thinking of me.

You know it saves me to think even for a little while
I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on
Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear
I almost didn't make it
This has been my hardest year

My problem with me is my problem with you
It doesn't take much
For me to come unglued

The truth be known, the truth be told
My heart was always fairly cold
Posing to be as warm as yours

If i was a chocolate i'd be a hot chocolate

Sometimes i wish i were a nicer person but then i laugh and continue my day

I'm sick and tired of "You'll be fine." well, how do you know? Can you read minds? Have you ever felt so lost inside, so unloved within that you almost die? Have you ever stepped out of the light and realized there's a stranger inside?

Love is not the absence of logic
but logic examined and recalculated
heated and curved to fit
inside the contours of the heart

The refrigerator is a clear example that what matters is what's inside.

I've mastered the art of not giving a fcuk while simultaneously caring way too much