I'm The Only One Who Still Believes

I'm Sure That I've Already Been Dead.

I Don't Want To Die An Old Lady.

I've Always Wanted To Sing, Just As I've Always Known That One Day I Would Have My Own Niche In The Annals Of Song. It Was A Feeling I Had.

When He Takes Me In His Arms, And Speaks To Me Softly, I See The World Through Rose-colored Glasses.

As Far As I'm Concerned, Love Means Fighting, Big Fat Lies, And A Couple Of Slaps Across The Face.