Some mistakes were meant to be made, some of our pain will never completely go away.
We played games that weren't meant to be played, losers hide behind their shame.


A heartache caused by an inside job
Our love was thrown away for the dogs.
Love will grow and love will die, love me even if just for tonight.


Good intentions take a turn for the worst, first will be last and last will be first.
Pull back your sheets for a man who's not me, at least your loneliness will be cured for the night, but not mine.