“That life you’re living – is it really yours?”

Darling, it’s okay to fall again; these bones of yours they already know how to mend.

Pride – it screams a lot louder than love sometimes.

And I cant deny – you’re the lesson I’m willing to love in this life.

He tells me “I miss you,” and I tell him “I miss myself too.”

I don’t want us to be together to drown the ghost of someone else.

You feel like you win when you play trivia with my brain and charades with my heart.

The TV doesn’t work; lets just watch each other instead.

I am not afraid of fire. It was fire who taught me to swim.

When you wish water was vodka – that’s how you know shit hurts.

You’re holding the world and its woes. But in the end who’s holding you?

I may be skinny, but my love for you – its heavier than heavy.

If they ask you about your vice – I hope you mention my name.

And in your city – you call me “home.”

I know you’re a hazard, but you’re a hazard I forever want in my head.

I didn’t start the fire – but I sure lit you up a few times.

She’s lightening and she’s ready to strike the bones out of you.