Leave It To A Man To Mess

When It Comes To Memories, The Good And The Bad Never Balance.

Sometimes I Think My Whole Life Has Been About Holding On To You.

Things That Break - Be They Bones, Hearts, Or Promises - Can Be Put Back Together But Will Never Really Be Whole.

Eskimos Maybe? Believed Stars Were Holes In The Sky Where People Who Died Could Peek Through At You

Can You Hate Someone For What They Have Done, But Still Love Them For Whom They Had Been?