lyrics

I just want to be someone, to mean something to anyone_

Life is a journey, not a destination; there are no mistakes, just chances we've taken.

With no reason to hide these words I feel, and no reason to talk about the books I read, but still, I do.

As the smoke clears,I awaken,And untangle you from me.Would it make you feel betterTo watch me, while I bleed?All my windows still are broken,But I'm standing on my feet.

Skies are crying,I am watching,Catching teardrops in my hands.Only silence, as it's ending,Like we never had a chance.Do you have to make me feelLike there's nothing left of me?

While you__e singing something romantic, I can__ get the lyrics to __ove and Marriage_ out of my head, and that tune always reminds me of the jingle from Jeopardy.

My melon soulCrushed by your Gallagher of apathy

He not busy being born is busy dying.

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

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

Now this might disturb you, but I find I'm OK by myself;and I don't need you or your benevolence to make sense.

I think there is a song out there to describe just about any situation.

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

Don't leave it all unsaid,somewhere in the wasteland of your head.

God, come down, if you're really there -Well, you're the one who claims to care!

I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken.But I didn't really mind, because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.

Tried living in the real world instead of a shell, but I was bored before I even began.

Music is the beat of a drum that keeps time with our emotions.