I should have told You before talking in terms of Forever that any given day wears me out and works me sour, that there are nights when the sky is so clear I stand obnoxious underneath it begging for the stars to shoot at me just so I can feel at Home.

If we really do get what we give then I give up, so I can get up.

Everybody knows that smiling is for little girls, the gays and certain kinds of fish who are smiling by accident.

You're a free-standing landing pad held together by choir claps.

I should have told You before talking in terms of Forever that any given day wears me out and works me sour, that there are nights when the sky is so clear I stand obnoxious underneath it begging for the stars to shoot at me just so I can feel at Home.

Hearts don't break, y'all. They bruise and get better.

Make love to me like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.