You Can't Make Me Love You.

Truly, Life Is Wasted On The Living, Nobody Owens. For One Of Us Is Too Foolish To Live, And It Is Not I.

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You Can't Run Away From Home Without Destroying Somebody's World.

I'm Never Quite Sure If I'm Me When I'm Dressed Up.