See beyond my imperfections |
No longer do I hurt myself on the outside |
If my love were not to love me, |
Your my everything. |
Give me your heart, |
I gave you my heart. |
Love is the slowest form of suicide |
I wait for you because I want to tell you things. But you don't want to hear them anyway. Funny, isn't it? Maybe I should just keep my thoughts to myself. |
Guy: You're cool as ice. |
You don't have to cover up |