I think the world really boils down to two types of people: those who see shapes in cloud formations and those who just see clouds.

When you kissed me, i considered it my first kiss
because after that, all the other kisses were forgotten

I'd rather have tough situations with you
than complete perfection with somebody else

When you look at me, it's like you're secretly
trying to tell me not to give up

We don't talk anymore ; and i can't understand why
it's like you gave me wings, then told me it's illegal to fly

People say "you can't have everything you want" but that's not true because when i'm with you i couldn't ask for more.

I'm not obsessed, I could care less. I just want to get you undressed. The less you talk, the more you say. Don't let words get in the way.

I see her hair spread across the floor
Entangled in the telephone cord.
Our favourite songs been repeating all night.
Someone call an ambulance because somethings not right.

It doesn't get much better than priceless

The songs they sing are in the key
of the illusion of pain and it's irony
in the midst of lust and dropping names,
the drugs, they numb, and they keep us sane.