I've got all these problems, none with solutions
Been in and out of some nice institutions.

And I can't quite pinpoint where it left or what for
Love always steps lightly away from the door

Those are just things you've done, not who you are.
People make mistakes, you know.
Who you are is just fine, more than fine.

"The thing about dreaming about dead people is that you don't really know they're dead - your brain makes you forget that one key fact. And then you wake up and remember they're dead and you feel the loss all over again, every single time."

If things don't change, you're going to rot. Cause if you do what you've always done, you'll get what you've always got.

It's a traffic jam when you're already late. It's a no smoking sign on your cigarette break. It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife. It's meeting the man of my dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife.

I know you're sorry
I just don't know if that's good enough

Do you know how, when you are on the verge of a breakdown, the world pounds in your ears, a rush of blood, of consequence? Do you know how it feels when the truth cuts your tongue to ribbons and you still have to speak it?

I've never told a lie and that makes me a liar. I've never made a bet but we gamble with desire. I've never lit a match with intent to start a fire, but recently the flames are getting out of control.

Stare so hard that you burn a hole right through my back. Isn't that what lover's do? Are you obsessed with me, like I'm obsessed with you? And if it's not love, then what are we, but two dumb kids that cannot breathe without each other?