So don't you worry your pretty little mind because people throw rocks at things that shine. [Ours]

I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine

you're an expert at sorry and keeping the lines blurry

I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about, and she's got everything that I have to live without... He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only one who's got enough of me to break my heart. He's the song in the car I keep singing; don't know why I do.

For me, great music doesn't just have to fall into one category or one genre and I love appreciating all kinds of music.

People haven't always been there for me but music always has.