the only thing worse than having a job is not having a job. and the only thing worse than not having a job is looking for a job. and the only thing worse than looking for a job is being 23 years old
are you REALLY gonna talk about TIMING in TIMES like these? and let all YOUR damage damage ME? and carry your baggage up MY street? and make me your future HISTORY?
But I'm a fire, and I'll keep your brittle heart warm
If your cascade ocean wave blues come
All these people think love's for show
But I would die for you in secret
The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me
Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?