You're strumming on my heart strings Like you you were a grade eight but I never felt this way, I'll pick your feet up off of the ground And never ever let you you down Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, now, now, And I'll never let you you down I'm never gonna

All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor we were never meant to last And all we are are empty shells Try to pick us up you’re gonna cut yourself We didn’t know it couldn’t go on forever We believe that we can go on forever You’re gonna cut yourself

Don't wait up It didn't matter that we weren't on the list 'Cause we were misfits, we were misfits They called us crazy 'cause we never fit in We never thought of keeping up with their trends I know you're there, I know you you are And after all we never

Are you you ready I'm coming up with all my girls Good times rule, so no curfew Let your hair down Are you, yeah We're gonna party like there's never a worry 'cause Tonight you you get to be a superstar We're showing off our moves, the breeze so cool (yeah)

I'd be sad that I never held your hand as you you were lowered Well I, own this field And I wrote this sky And I have no reason, to reason with you you But I'd understand that I'd never let it go But I'd understand that the world does what it does And you you never

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh Darling, just hold on ‪What do you you do when a chapter ends?‬ ‪Do you you close the book and never read it again?‬ ‪Where do you you go when your story's done?‬ ‪You can be who you you were or who you'll become ‪The sun goes down and it comes

I used to say I and me, now it's us, now it's we. Ben, the two of us need look no more, We both found what we were looking for. With a friend to call my own, I'll never be alone, and you, my friend, will see, You've got a friend in me. Ben, you're always

You're always on my mind And I never minded being on my own Then something broke in me and I wanted to go home To be where you you are But even closer to you, you seem so very far And now I'm reaching out with every note I sing And I hope it gets to you you on

Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown You You better stop, look around Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes When you you were a child you you were treated kind But you you were never brought up right You You were always spoiled with a thousand

It's been a bad day Please don't take a picture Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord Count your blessings We're sick of being jerked around We all fall down A public service Announcement followed me home the other day I paid it never mind