*The fight inside is B*R*E*A*K*I*N*G* me

*So testosterone boys and harlequin girls. Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?*

*I walked across the room to sharpen my pencil just to see him. . . and then I realize that I'm holding a pen*

*Plus, there's the fact that music is a total constant. tHAT'S WHY WE HAVE SUCK STRONG VISCREAL CONNECTION TO IT. You know? Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, a place, or even a person. No matter what has changed in you, or the world, that one ong stays the same. Just like that moment*

*I'm learning to fall, I can't hardley breathe*

*The fight inside is breaking me again*

* I remember when we used to laugh about nothing at all. It was better than going mad trying to solve all the problems we're going through. Forget 'em all. Cause on those nights we would stand and never fall. Together, we faced it all*

* Oh, who you are is not up to them. Stop getting up for the let down*

*He is NOT going to qupte poetry, He is NOT GOING TO BE THINKING ABOUT YOU EVERY moment. But he will give you a part of him. A part of him he knows you can break*

*I'm sick of all this waiting and people Telling me what I should be*

*Cuz no one really knows just how far she's gonna go*

* There's nothing believeable in being honest, so cover up your lies with another promise*

*Wednesday morning at Five o'clock as the day begins, silently closing her bedroom door, leaving the note, that she hoped would say more*

*When they make you feel like you're a problem girl*

*Wear these clothes, walk that way, do exactly what they say, It's your life, follow me, but their way, it's all the same*