Writer's Block: “We built this city on rock and roll”
for starters i love: It's me, I'm a freak, but thanks for loving me cause you're doing it perfectly.
or... It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife, and isnt it ironic...
i'm beautiful in my way, cause god makes no mistakes, i'm on the right track baby i was born this way
tried to give you warning but everyone ignored me... nobody's listening
Look in my eyes, you're killing me, killing me, all I wanted was you
Everywhere that I go, I see another memory
And the places we used to know, they’re always there to haunt me, I walk around and I feel so lost and lonely, you're everything I want, but you don’t want me
the list goes on.