Last night, you said that i was the one.
but then again, men and mascara always run.

Maybe there's a reason
why you find yourself missing him.

With just a lonely view of heaven,
i'd much rather be with you

Without the bad times,
there'd be nothing to compare the good times to.

There are two kinds of people in the world.
the kinds that cry at night
& listen to sad songs
and there are those that sing in the shower.
and play hopscotch.

Sometimes things can't be perfect
all the time,
that i know.
sometimes you've got to learn
to just let the things you love go.

Sometimes its so much easier
to admit that you don't care,
than to admit that it's killing you.

I've become used to those
long phone calls & late night talks.
i don't think i'll ever stop waiting up for them.

Take a gun called hate
up against your heart.

I wish i was the girl you'd fall for
when everyone's falling for you.