sacrifice

'some things look better, baby, just passing through.'

oh, i apologize for my drunken behavior. i'm ashamed, but not ashamed enough.

music is love. why did i ever stray away from the piano playing? why have i not practiced my guitar more?

you are love. what do i gotta do, to make you love me? what do i gotta do, to be heard? what should i say when lightning strikes me? sorry seems to be the hardest word.