To me you are a work of art, and I would give you my heart - that's if I had one.

I can chase you, and I can catch you,but there is nothing I can do to make you mine.

There's so much destruction all over the world - and all you can do is complain about ME!

I was wasting my time, praying for love.For a love that never comes, from someone who does not exist.

Close your eyes, and think of someone you physically admire, and let me kiss you.

The heart has a heart of its own.

I see the world, it makes me puke,But then I look at you and know,that somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me.

You don't like me, but you love me; either way, you're wrong.

You made me feel less alone;you made me feel not quite sodeformed, uninformed and hunchbacked.