Every time I'm close to you, there's too much I can't say, and you just walk away. And I forgot to tell you I love you.

In the arms of the angel, fly away from here....you are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here.

All the fear has left me now, I'm not frightened anymore. It's my heart that pounds beneath my flesh, it's my mouth that pushes out this breath.

You pick me up and brush me off and tell me I'm okay, sometimes that's just what we need to get us through the day.

I write music all the time. When I talk about having writer's block, it's more to do with lyrics than anything else

I want to be alone. Sympathies wasted on my hollow shell. I feel there's nothing left to fight for. No reason for a cause.

Your love is better than chocolate. Better than anything else that I've tried.