He Cried That Night For

There Is Nothing More Fun Than Hanging Around With Friends And Banging On Instruments. Anyone Who Has Ever Done It Knows That This Is True.

Love Is How You Stay Alive, Even After You Are Gone.

One Withers, Another Grows.

When I Lacked Even The Self-respect To Keep Myself Alive, She Dabbed My Cuts And I Fell Back Into Being A Son; I Fell As Easily As You Fall Into Your Pillow At Night. And I Didn't Want It To End. That's The Best Way I Can Explain It. I Knew It Was Impossible. But I Didn't Want It To End.

Lost Love Is Still Love.