It's gotta be hard loving the girl with make up smeared across her eyes from crying all night.

It's gotta be hard loving the girl who writes ****** poems about loving you.

It's gotta be hard loving the girl who hates herself more than she can describe.

It's gotta be hard loving the girl who stays up till 3 am trying to find some answer... Any answer that will make sense.

It's gotta be hard loving the girl who can't explain why she feels so empty.

It's gotta be hard to be you right?

Party time-

Can you tell me where the alcohol is? The cheap watered down ***** you're drinking to pretend you're drunk? The cigarettes you smoke to pretend you're cool?

Party time...

Can you tell me who the girl is in your bed? The girl with the red hair down to her perfect ***? The one you slept with the forget about me?

Party time!

Can you tell me where the ******* is? That fine white powder? The one who keeps you Awake at all hours and makes you feel invincible?

Party. Time.

Can you tell me how it got this bad? How you ended up in the hospital at 3 a.m ? How you mixed the wrong chemicals at the wrong time?

There was never a better day for a party at the wrong *time

I said do you remember the way out hands touched on the bus as we sat down in separate seats?
- you said no.

I said do you remember the first time you told me I was beautiful under the rainy skies?
-you said no.

I said do you remember when I told you I loved you and you smiled as you out your arm around my waist?
-you said no.

I said do you remember the day you decided you didn't love me anymore?
- you said yes... And walked out the door.

Buried treasure and hearts made of stone; I will search for you in mermaid waters.

Foggy nights in lands of the unknown; I will fight for you forever.

Islands filled with palms and soothing sounds of the wind through the trees; I would **** for you in a heartbeat.

Passion flowing through my blood, I'm always aiming to please; I will carve your name in the concrete.

Silver and gold, black and white; I will draw you until I go blind.

Peace and love, always wanting to fight; you will always be on my mind.

I always find myself thinking about life when I eat Thai food alone.
And I can't help but wonder why it's taking so long for one person (myself) to get their meal to-go.

The people at the table next to my seat are laughing at me.... And that's okay.
As they pretend to be engaged in a double date conversation I'm listening to the sounds of pianos and flutes play softly in the background.

I'm taken far away to the highest of clouds where life doesn't seem so bad.
Then in a flash I'm back on the ground running through the wild woods searching for my one true love.... But he's not real right now.

Black flashes over white and in an instant we are stuck in a photograph.
That's life...you said.
That's life... I whispered.

And in that moment that my food arrived and the memories of you and I fade... I realize....

That's just life.

Tell me about your lavender eyes and your vanilla hair.
Tell me about you sandalwood smile and coal black stare.
How does the rain wash away your hatred for other so easily?
But the soft breeze in the summer fuels your fire?

Tell me about your wandering mind and your benevolent heart.
Tell me about your gypsy spirit and harnessed passion.
How does the ocean calm sadness so easily?
But the autumn smell makes you cry in the night?

Can you tell me why it's so easy to fall for you but so hard to make you stay?

Wandering, aimlessly trying to fall in love with the idea that you love me.
Chaos came and went with each passing breath we took.

Because loving you was beautiful.
Because loving you was madness.

Wandering, treacherously falling apart with the idea that you still love me.
Hope came and went with each rising of the sunset.

Because loving you was the only thing I knew at the time.
Because loving you would be my death if I let it.

Wandering... Aimlessly.... Wishing you still loved me.