I Drink To Stay Warm, And To

I've Cried, And You'd Think I'd Be Better For It, But The Sadness Just Sleeps, And It Stays In My Spine The Rest Of My Life.

When You're 16 Or 17, I Think Like Most People That Age, The First Time You Experience Certain Things In Life, Whether It's Heartbreak Or Death Or Love, Obviously It's Going To Seem Like A Much Bigger Deal.

Well Morning Came, And It Dressed The Sky In A Lovely Yellow Gown. Shopping Malls Are Opening In That Narrow Hallway Of Downtown, Filled With People Who Are Shopping For Their Lovers And Their Friends, Singing "i Won't Ever Be Lonely Again

Pronouns Really Don't Matter In A Song - 'i' Or 'he' Or 'she' Or Even Subscribing A Lyric To An Inanimate Object.

Love's An Excuse To Get Hurt.