I toss your roses to the dirt,
and watch as you smile and weep...

Grace was lying next to the riverbank,
on another frigid Wednesday morning...

Sitting in the car, it's engine purring drunkenly,
in front of the liquor store...

If you toss your standards to the wind,
the obstacles and demons that used to know you...

Sing a song to me, and I'll weep tears of gold.
And they will spread wealth and prosperity, like a...

Where the throngs of people shed their coats,
their hats, and their umbrellas, like Spring...

My heart bleeds for the moment
when I finally break the surface of the water...

Love was the fishing wire that tied our wrists...
We were too drunk with youth to see anything but...

I am the type that will listen to a song for...
and each time, it will never sound the same to me...

Come take a little stroll with me this afternoon,
bring your coat; its chilly today on Lovers...

Miles apart we seem to sleep
Yet here we are, in your bed...

It's the scar that defines us-
the perpetual reminder of a fatal encounter...