So whose to worry
If our hearts get torn

David Gray*

And won't you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet

David Gray*

And I've been waiting on my own too long
But when you hold me like you do
It feels so right
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn

David Gray*

Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you

taking Back Sunday*

&& I know you well enough to know you never loved me

Taking Back Sunday*

I close my eyes, cross my heart and hope to die*

*&& I Bleed Myself Dry For You

*Don't fall away and leave love bleeding in my hands

.::.&& She cries her life is like Some movie in black and white

.::.::.&& he loves the way her eyes turn green when she cries.::.::.