The Past Doesn't Haunt Us, We Haunt

I Knew That He Was As Reliable As A Mathematical Formula.

You Deserve To Need Me, Not To Have Me.

We Haven't Slept Together. But We've Napped

The Line Between Normal And Crazy Seemed Impossibly Thin. A Person Would Have To Be An Expert Tightrope Walker In Order Not To Fall.

Should I Just Sit Down, Right Here At Carousel Seven, And Shake Until Somebody's Arms Are Around Me And They're Saying, 'it's Okay, I'm Here, I'm Here, Come With Me To The Institute.