Have you heard it? The conversation among the trees? Filled with a language only known by the leaves Of rustles and whispers carried by...

Before I was a a shipwreck Now I’m doing just fine—doing just fine But, I know you don’t care for the truth So I cover it with a lie When...

How long can I bleed? He never did want to love me For him the price is too high Even when it's free.. He always finds a way back to me...