And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now


And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight


And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive


And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am


I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

"Kinsey, from cover to cover"

If I even got to a first date, I'd likely try to make it last a reeeeeeeeeeally long time.

Isn't is funny how you can make people hate you, but you can't make people love you?

A guy goes to a shrink. He takes two cameras with him. When the doc enters the room, the guy takes a photo of the doc with one camera, then moves a little to the left and snaps another photo of the doc with his other camera. "Why did you do that?", asked the shrink. The guy replied that he wanted to see things from different angles. The doctor noted that seeing things from more than one angle might confuse a person, and then he wrote a prescription. The patient asked, "Why did you write me a prescription? I just got here." "It is evident that you are bi-polaroid."

Remember, optimism is a subjective thing. If an alcoholic sees the wine glass as half-empty, when it is nearly empty, doesn't that make him/her an optimist?