You kiss me and I fall apart
forget the hurt
the bassline is my heart

Today a kiss is just a lie

If I could build a time machine I'd go way back to long before I knew you and tell myself how you would leave me, oh how fast I would have run when I met you.

I couldn't be with him. I couldn't spend 12 hours pretending I loved him, then fall asleep with you on my mind. I know you're with her, but are you ever guilty of the same? I guess we never moved on.

Everybody shuts their eyes when they kiss right? well when I kissed him I had to open them, because I realized I was pretending he was you.

The lovers won't leave
Yeah they live in the sheets
And the insomniacs
Can finally sleep.

Do you like him?

yes, and i don't like the fact that question wasnt rhetorical.

If you can describe the feeling you get when you write a poem, chances are you can write a good one.

I tried to make him laugh by telling him of the story where i tried to fit as many french fries as possible in my mouth. but then he went on to say he would watch me next time i ate a hot dog. later i pondered
i don't like hot dogs
i sure can pick 'em

Don't say those sweet things to me unless you mean them, because they'll just hurt more in the end.