"Like my favorite record, you're a little overplayed--and like my favorite summer, you'll never fade away. I'd love to get inside your head and pick apart your thoughts or just find out why they never contain me. I hope your conscious eats you and tears you away, so you can then own up to this mess you have made. I now know why they say you fall in love, cause I've never fallen so hard as when I first met you. I try to fall out of love for all that you do, but you're so perfect to such delicate eyes, and I'm just a wreck behind such a clever disguise. I could happily pretend that things did never change...but something tells me you kinda like it this way." - angus