This is actually a song that I wrote, as are most...

This was written in 2001, it was one of my first...

This was written in the fall of 2002, when I was...

Forget the promises you made to me
Throw all these lies in my face...

Friday night stories are ones of love and...
...Of sadness and defeat...

The clock is blinking
my time's run out...

So I sit here all alone
Wondering about it all...

You always seem to know
just when it hurts the most...

Don't contaminate my mind
I know what I believe...

This conformity is trying to envelop me
I am oblivious to speech...

I want you to kiss me silly
Make me feel like a kid again...

The sun peaks its eyes over the mountains, saying...
Hills roll to the horizon, wild horses roam...