Nothing Feels Worse Than Having To Break

When Autumn Comes, It Doesn't Ask. It Just Walks In, Where It Left You Last. And You Never Know, When It Starts; Until There's Fog Inside The Glass Around Your Summer Heart.

Yeah, Under The Table And Dreaming Shaped The Way That I Think About Writing Songs.

I'm Pretty Good At Taking Accountability Now, And I Never Did Anything To Deserve That. It Was A Really Lousy Thing For Her To Do.

Waiting On The World To Change.

When You're Dreaming With A Broken Heart, The Waking Up Is The Hardest Part. You Roll Outta Bed And Down On Your Knees And For A Moment You Can Hardly Breathe.