it's such a sad thing, but not a bad thing, when something's haunting your sacred scene. | |
and what's the purpose of getting drunker when something's missing the second time? | |
nothing changes how it used to be. | |
afraid to dismiss, we have to insist that broken windows aren't broken hearts. | |
i found the secret: we're bound to forget. | |
there's a party on the east side, can i get a ride? |