I haven't told you,
that it hurts yet...

Isn't too early for tears?
...nah ain't such thing...

I tried to warn you..
in my world...

She and I,
hold a thousand...

I know a girl who carries more
stories than the bible, who's...

It has been said,
that one must...

As I look back through
memories of a broken childhood...

Maybe its the way
your hair often smells...

I miss the fog of your room.
the morning madness...

Do they take the midnight
train to a broken broadway...

Let me tell you this,
age and maturity do not...

I felt the need
to dance last night...