i've changed so much lately. every
single day i wake up different. i feel like
i'm fading with each step. all everyone
else sees are smiles. they say i'm doing
much better; i know i'm doing much worse.

I could hold on a little tighter, I know, but when you love someone you gotta let them go, I'm gonna smile cause I wanna make you happy, laugh so you can't see me cry, I'm gonna let you go in style and even if it kills me, I'm gonna smile.

she's classy unlike all the other girls.
she knows herself and she knows she's not perfect, but she spends
her time having fun and doing the best she can with what she's got

And by the time our generation hits the age of 50,
we're all going to be deaf. The funny thing
is nobody even cares. For the truth is, we blast
our music to drown out today's psychotic society.

i just sit here,
staring into space,
just thinking, thinking about you

close your ears and make excuses
block out who you see in the mirror --
but the truth is, you can't escape yourself

i hope you watch as i'm falling down, because you are the reason i am hitting the ground. you could be the one that breaks me. you will be the one that breaks me, now.

yeah, they talk about her, she smiles like she's so tough. she says, "hey can you talk a little louder? i don't think my heart is broken enough"

It's like I'm secretly broken, without the broken feeling.
There's just something in me that I know is misplaced, but I don't know what it is

In every circle of friends there's a whore
The one that flirts and does a little more.
- Cute is what we Aim for

There’s a girl crying
In my mirror tonight
And nothing I can do
Will make her alright

Never bother a girl listening to her ipod. She wants to be alone, not bothered. She's in her own world, where the only thing going through her head is music. A world where worries don't exist. She's tuning the whole "real" world out. Story of my life.

& sometimes it just makes
you feel better if you scream
at the top of your lungs

i feel like it's all on the verge of a turning point,
but i don't know exactly what it's going to be.

You're screaming into the night, "I don't even care!"
and then suddenly the night whispers back, "Who do you think you're kidding sweeheart?"

One day we'll look back on this,
laugh nervously, and quickly change the subject

you only truly care
when you have to try
to convince yourself you don't

They still want each other,
They still need each other more than anything in the world,
They're just taking a long time to figure it all out.

so let's say that theoretically
i really like you. and theoretically
even though it sounds moronically
cliche and overused- you give me
butterflies. and just for kicks, let's
add that all in theory of course you
may be one of the wonderful people
i have ever met, and hypothetically
my heart beats ten times faster when
i see you. do you think that you would
supposedly (and in the most
theoretical sense) feel the same way?"

she moves with grace, yet she stumbles and trips.
you'll hear a break of laughter as she smiles, an
outburst of noise. the perfection is there if you crawl
underneath the first layer of mistakes and insecurities,
and there you'll see the person worth listening to,
the one that most people try to find in themselves,
the one that she never saw in herself.