And we will share a drink. Yeah we will share our fears and they will know how I love them.They will know how I love. They will know how I love them.I am nothing without their love.

Last few months I've been living with this couple,yeah, you know the kind who buy everything in doubles,I love their love and I am thankful,that someone has actually recieved the prize that was promised,by all those fairy tales that drugged us,but still to me I'm sick lonely, no laurel tree, just green envywill my number come up eventually, like love's some kind of lotterywhere you scratch and see what's underneathIts' sorry, just one cherry, I'll play againget lucky.

We have a problem with no solution but to love and to be loved.

No lies, just love.

Love's an excuse to get hurt.

I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.