Oh no...

Please don't tell me, we've switched places.

This isn't happening...is it? 

Are you finally dreaming? 

Are you finally singing the song? 

I should've loved you better 
I should've held you tight 
I should've been there on those long and lonely nights 
I should've read your letters 
I should've picked up the phone 
I should've stayed with you, I didn't have to go 

And if there was a way I'd do it all again 

I don't think I ever told you what you meant to me 
As I remember when 
You pulled me back, you got my head on straight 
Can I get back to you somehow? 
Is it too late to tell you now? 
Too late to tell you now 

Wish I could see you smile 
Wish I could hold your hand 
Wish I could go back and make you understand 
That I was caught up in a life of mistakes 
And I just ran away from you 

I don't think that I ever told you what you meant to me 
As I remember when 
You pulled me back, you got my head on straight 
Can I get back to you somehow? 
Is it too late to tell you now? 

I'm sorry now 
For everything I put you through 
I'm sorry now 
I see it now, we never really made it though 
I'm sorry now 

I should've loved you better 
I should've held you tight 
I should've been there 

I don't think that I ever told you what you meant to me 
As I remember when (I don't think I ever told you) 
You pulled me back, you got my head on straight 
Can I get back to you somehow? 
Is it too late to tell you now? 

Don't think I ever told you 
Too late to tell you now 
Don't think I ever told you 
Too late to tell you now 
Yeah 
Is it too late to tell you now?

(To Late To Tell You Now - Burn Halo) 

The Swell of Emotions

Oh God please...please just let me disappear.
We're right; We're wrong.

The answers never match.
Pairings undecided.
LIAR LIAR LIAR

Thoughts dancing in my mind
How do you end the misery called life
RUNAWAY RUNAWAY RUNAWAY

What do you do when all your friends are fake?
When no one listens to you?
How does one deal with self-hate
Where do you turn when your on the verge of death

Please God, just let me disappear.
Faking happiness is harder than it seems

FrontManSaysWhat?

The people you come to care for the most, are usually the people you least expect.

The loving one who was the first person to invite you to a sleep-over.

The one who's dreams are too big for such a small town.

The boy who has difficulty expressing his emotions - and dealing with germs.

The girl who just can't decide who she is.

The younger one.

The princess. 

The girl you'd never thought you'd like.

The one who's smile brightens up the room.

And then there's the front man - 

the one who you hope is thinking of you while he's playing.