‘ here’s to now and nothing else. ’
‘ in this moment, i could die with you. ’
‘ never felt like this before. ’
‘ dizzy, drunk, and beautiful. ’
‘ here’s to all this culture’s rules and your pretty things. ’
‘ how dirty, wild, and juvenile. ’
‘ we ain’t got no time for what tomorrow brings. ’
‘ i never wanna be a distraction. ’
‘ i feel okay all over, void of all composure. ’
‘ i like the lips you kiss with. ’
‘ your lips are bad behavior and i’m in danger. ’
‘ i don’t have time for your feelings. ’
‘ you’re insecure, but don’t be. ’
‘ say soft, but don’t be gentle. ’
‘ it’s altogether mental. ’
‘ let’s go to a place where we can forget. ’
‘ leaving’s overrated. ’
‘ i wanna inhale you in small doses. ’
‘ i wanna inhale you in small doses, but adore you like the roses. ’
‘ you’re bad for me. ’
‘ i’m a lush, i know you notice ’
‘ what would you say if you could say everything you needed to, to the one you needed to? ’
‘ you flash like a setting sun. ’
‘ you come around, i come undone. ’
‘ can’t find the sound under my tongue when i look at you. ’
‘ i lose my voice when i look at you, ’
‘ just another lovesick afternoon. ’
‘ just yesterday, i couldn’t help but think of you. ’
‘ you come around, i lose my brain. ’
‘ i’ve been searching for the right words, but i can’t even find an echo. ’
‘ don’t you let go. ’
‘ there are only twenty-six letters i can use just to tell you i won’t let go. ’
‘ you told me we were only two punch drunk souls tangled in the wind. ’
‘ is the sadness everlasting? ’
‘ it creeps on in to the calmness of yourself. ’
‘ it creeps on in until it hurts like hell. ’
‘ you know i never knew how much i was getting into. ’
‘ i can’t say that i can make you feel complete or free from your worry. ’
‘ babe, you’ll never be lonely. ’
‘ don’t you understand? you’ll never be alone again. ’
‘ do you remember the days we were golden? ’
‘ for worse or for better. ’
‘ we said forever, forever ago. ’
‘ do you remember? ’
‘ lets leave the lonesome heat behind for better weather. ’
‘ always just where you are, not where you’ll always be. ’
‘ so, wherever you are in the world, i want you to be there and only there. ’
‘ please know that life would be shit without you. ’
‘ i feel all sorts of good just thinking about you. ’
‘ i genuinely hope you find whatever it is you’re looking for, even if you have to find it alone. ’
‘ let’s take our time while it’s still ours to take ‘cause some things hardly change, but nothing ever stays the same. ’
‘ let’s fall back in love. ’
‘ let’s fall back in love with the world and who we are. ’
‘ let’s do the things we never talked about, but never did before. ’
‘ darling, don’t blink because you will. ’
‘ and when you open up your eyes again, you may not recognize a friend. ’
‘ it may be bittersweet ‘cause we’re no longer seventeen, but we’re still young. ’
‘ dance with me in naivety and follow endlessly the sound of reverie. ’
‘ the past is in the rear view and the future holds no weight. ’
‘ we’ve got a lot, but what do we got to lose? ’
‘ i’m losing track of time. ’
‘ forget the hearts and all the flowers. ’
‘ it’s tough to be anything these days, but i think i love time the most when i’m with you. ’
‘ the truth doesn’t mean a thing. ’
‘ don’t you get lost in the nostalgia. ’
‘ it’s not too late. ’
‘ the only thing i’m really sure of, i’m unsure of almost everything. ’
‘ i’m looking up and looking forward. ’
‘ there’s nothing back there for you or me. ’
‘ so you say you are broken, beaten, used and mistreated. tired, shattered, bruised and battered. ’
‘ i only wanna talk to you. ’
‘ you see, yesterday i said tomorrow. i learned today tomorrow can’t be saved. ’
‘ the less you know, the more. ’
‘ i will speak in cursive about the way it was when days were young. ’
‘ now the clock talks so loud, articulate and perfect, about the way it is. ’
‘ we ain’t kids. ’
‘ and did you know, i only wanna talk to you? ’
‘ i remember feeling weightless in the deeper end and drowning in the fear again. ’
‘ and the lovely little loneliness would hold me down under the sound of being found. ’
‘ but then it all turned around. ’
‘ dearly depressed and broken hearted… ’
‘ i’d like to let you know that boys cry too. ’
‘ don’t let them tell you how you’re feeling. ’
‘ i wonder why nobody is asking you. ’
‘ are you free or are you in sorrow? ’
‘ are you free or are you being borrowed? ’
‘ how do you feel? ’
‘ what’s your condition? ’
‘ you are alive, but are you living? ’
‘ give me your voice and i’ll give it a listen. ’
‘ are you complete or is something missing? ’
‘ so tell me, do your hands shake? does your heart break? ’
‘ whatever it is – whatever it isn’t – make sure that it’s real. ’
‘ you’re not alone in how you’re feeling. ’
‘ make sure it’s real, real, real. ’
