Everyone wanted me to be the bad boy, the label wanted it, the publicists wanted it, but I was just trying to be myself.

I’ve never had a reason to survive—no reason to question the way things were. I lived because I was told to…now I live because I want to. I survive because I want to know what is outside the deception we’re buried in, and I want to experience it with you. You’re the only person I’ve ever trusted, and now you’re the reason I’m going to fight. I don’t know how we’re going to make it out of here, but we’ll find a way. We’ll find a better life.

Make me a weapon,” I whispered as he pulled away. “Make it so I never have to dream about this again—make it so we can have this…forever.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words...they'll destroy my soul.

Tell me why it feels like you're a part of my soul?

For so long music has been my heart, but now it's you...you're my heart.

I know who you are...I've fallen hard for that person, and I sure as hell am not going to let you fade into your past.

I've loved many women...I'm not going to lie to you, but it never works...vanity always gets in the way.

Most things in my life are anything but simple--but loving you is. I just do.