the best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize 2 out of 3 ain't bad.
If I wake in the morning
I’ll only need two more miracles to be a saint.
Everything I promised everyone I’d be, well I just ain’t (ain’t ain’t ain’t)
Dream Every Day
Lately it seems like,
Everybody’s sick, Everybody’s died.
Build myself a wall up on happy highs,
Know in my heart that my head is lying, lying.
Oh glory, I think I see...