What do I do when it’s all been done, when the words have all been sung and I’ve given up the best of me? Let the music play!
The last star left in heaven is falling down to earth and do you still feel the same way? do you still feel the same way?
The last one out please shut the door.
today’s the only day we have, but now that day is done.
She didn’t mean to deceive you, believe me, but sometimes the hardest part is conceiving, the good intentions that you had now only came to this and although she saw the mark the arrow missed.
Tonight I’m finding a way to make the things that you say just a little less obvious.
Can’t count on you to love me, but I can count the days since you’ve been gone.
Did I say that i loathe you? Did I say that I want to leave it all behind?