Some days
You can sit under the stars...

I'm falling into nothingness
And these are the last breaths I'll take...

Convict me, convict me
I'm guilty on all charges that you've set against...

Look at the stars...
That was the first thing he ever said to me. He...

I hurt him
He hurt me first...

I don't know where we're going
Or how we're getting there...

The tree always seemed tattered on the hollow...

Pink cherry blossoms
Solitude...

You've got me hooked
Like a lock without a key...

Like melancholy kisses,
that take my blues away...

It's officially official-you're getting to me
This lack of conversation refuses to...

I'm sorry that the one you fell in love with is...
She misses herself too...