Cause I Swear That I'm Dying, Slowly

Love's An Excuse To Get Hurt.

Love's An Excuse To Get Hurt And To Hurt. Do You Like To Hurt? I Do, I Do Then Hurt Me.

The World's Become A Little Too Mean.

Sometimes I Worry That I've Lost The Plot My Twitching Muscles Tease My Flippant Thoughts I Never Really Dreamed Of Heaven Much Until We Put Him In The Ground. There Is Nothing As Lucky, As Easy, Or Free

I Have A Car In Nebraska. When I Bought It, They Gave Me A Satellite Radio, And There's An 'indie-rock' Station. It's Just Nothing I'm Interested In.