Empty tears a stone cold heart open mind...
Love comes only once around grab it fast before...

I wrote this one with my friend Curtis.
Love is sweet but revenge is sweeter...

I was blind when you left,
I didn't see the blows to your heart...

I don't love you.
I don't need you...

On August in the summer I met you in the park.
Your eyes were so inviting so lovely and not dark...

All alone, her only thoughts
are of summer nights and stars that blind...

There's something out there,
someplace I want to reach...

Through this window,
though hard to see...

You hold on to those simple things.
You couldn't care less if the phone rings...