Some people say that life is easy. Some people say act like they don't care. Some people got their superstitions. And ever since I met you here. . I've been looking in a broken mirror. I've been
One night when I was driving. From the place I used to go. Saw a pair of head lights. And a car I didn't know I pulled over, asked the driver. Hey man, where you going?. He said, I don't know. B
Stay-ay-ay, oh-oh-oh, don't go, oh. Stay-ay-ay, oh-oh-oh, don't go, oh. Stay-ay-ay, oh-oh-oh, don't go, oh. Stay-ay-ay. . Brick by brick we built this up. It's such a shame to tear it down. Sto
Hearts don't break alone. I know. I've seen it on TV. Now that your gone. I wanna know. Where I fit in the story. This house of cards came tumbling down. Just scattered hearts and broken pieces
Words scribbled down on paper. But it's not that simple. It's hard to say just how I feel. A melody playing in my head. Of all the things I wished I'd said. Wished I had said. Oh, all the nights
I met you down on the lower east side. And so things started when I just asked for your name. You said, "It's Jane". Now we're three months, seven days into this thing. And I can't help thinking t