We In Purgatory Sing Fondly Of Hell.

I'll Never Forget You. Your Husband Will Beat You With An Extension Cord And The Bus Will Pull Away Leaving You Standing There In Tears, But You Were My Mother.

The First Kiss Plummeted Him Down A Hole And Popped Him Out Into A World He Thought He Could Get Along In—as If He’d Been Pulling Hard The Wrong Way And Was Now Turned Around Headed Downstream.

We’d Torn Open Our Chests And Shown Our Cowardly Hearts, And You Can Never Stay Friends After Something Like That

If You Take A Lie And Allow Your Desire For The Truth, You'll End Up With Some Truth - Not Fact, But Something That Gets You Closer To The Truth. That's What We Want. When We Go To A Play, We Need To Be Assured That The Experience We're Having.

With Each Step My Heart Broke For The Person I Would Never Find, The Person Who'd Love Me.