I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed. You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road.
Art is a never-ending dance of illusions.
If you need somebody you can trust, trust yourself
If I lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died.
Let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.