How is giving a rose showing a token of your ever lasting love when sooner or later that rose will die?

Love, heaven and hell all mixed together.

Love is for the weak-minded.

Love is a misunderstood word, takened granted of one to many times to mean anything anymore.

Well now I can see the hell in hello but where's the good in the good-bye?

Scream and yell all you want. You'll just be wasting your breathe.

I always runaway and hide. I keep to many secrets locked up inside.

Every pain you release to me kills me ever so slowly.

If you're going to leave then leave. If you're going to stay then stay. If you're going to hold me then don't let go.

I rather be stuck in a dream with you then be stuck in reality with you.