That life is complicated
But your both right and wrong...

The next times you'll see me I'm gonna be on his...
Looking up into his warm eyes...

Dear Me
When you stare in the mirror...

She wrote in a memo pad:
"You don't have to tell me the truth...

Bar littered with non sober induced mortals
Blinded with neon lights...

Second chances are rare
So try not to screw up the first time...

Past midnight, everyone slumbering
A text message wakes me up...

Cursing for ever falling for
his lies...

Already gone from this world
Sunshine nor moonlight can shine bright enough...

She comes every other month
Maybe every two if I play my cards right...

Everything changes
Nothing stays the same...

It's still there in the back of my mind
Of the first time I laid my eyes...