It's simple, dont call me your best friend and not mention me ever, don't come complaining to me about your problems if you werent there for me, and dont be surprised if one day i look at you in the eyes and say "screw you i'm out of here"

I shouldnt love you. You're too old for me and live states away. I have all these other guys that ask me out, yet you're the only one i want, the only one who controls my emotions...

Poor rudolph. The one day he has a pimple, everyone has t go and write a song about it!

I smile in the face of feath, laugh i that of fear's, and cower in front of love.