Three year love affair and it's our anniversary. Traffic, tension, and the Holland Tunnel. Welcome Home.
Currently scouting locations to melt your heart. And once it's in liquid form we'll toast to the years we've wasted. Before I solidify your heart I want to swim in its imperfections. High Definition Lover. It's all so clear.
When it comes to ways that someone can miss you, I'm Christopher Columbus. I believed in you before we even met. When this is all said and done they'll celebrate a holiday in our name. I only hope that the bars will stay open.
Shutter..Shutter..Click..Click Late night chats into the early morning. She's making mistakes and tabloid headlines with his heart. Time to puncture swelling heads.
I want to be your latest catch phrase. The kind that you repeat unknowingly. The next "uh" or "umm" that comes out of your mouth. Stutter my name.
I heart the way that 7th Ave and Broadway clash at Times Square to form a bow-tie. Symmetrical mistress. Let's watch the ball drop one last time. Let my tombstone read "Drunken Socialite, Sober Recluse, Constant Smile!"
