Every once in a while this unbelievable sadness comes over my heart and breaks it all over again, not because of how things are, but because of how they could have been.

I used to believe in love, in fairytales, but since my heart got broken, I don't believe in much anymore.

How is it that the one that's always on your mind is the one you can never keep in your arms?

How is it that the one that's always on your mind is the one you can never keep in your arms?

I'm so tired of no happily ever after. I just want to be everything you ever needed.

Love is a conspiracy against dreamers

I don't think I fit as well in your arms as I used to.

Did I mention I'm not very good at good-byes?

The words that tear right through your heart, "Can we just be friends?"

You always find new ways to make my make-up run.