She's an artist, a painter actually; see that smile on her face? Well, it's her most famous piece.

This isn't the end in your favorite movie (where the guy gets the girl)

Perfect is nothing I ever claimed to be.

Close your eyes and count by twos, and when you get to five I'll stop loving you.

And I guess she just got tired of being second best.

Move fast 'cause hearts move on

It ain't him I miss, it's that young girl, wide eyed, first love, one time innocence

I tell you that you can talk to me about anything, but smehow it kills me when you tell me how great she is

I'm either going to keep falling in love with you, or try my hardest falling out

Set your lips on mine and kiss me like it's the end of the world.