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Please Don't Write Me Off Just YetI want to be for you what words are for meTo drown you in every adjective, every nounIn mesmerizing waves of metaphors and similesI'll whisper in your earQuoting verse after verse of silly love poemsBut if they won't make you feel anything, if they don't ever reachThrough the cage of your ribs and into your guarded heartNothing these lips utter will ever be enoughI might as well quote tragediesBecause they're all you've ever knownYou're familiar with the plot twists and unhappy endingsThe series of dramatic, irreversible incidents that shape your pastIf only you knew that not every story ends with heartbreakMy dear, why can't you see?I could be your happy ending
On Things that Last ForeverWhen I'm in my car, I always turn the music up nearly as loud as it can go.Because I hate the sound of my own breathing in a quiet closed off space. That's the thing about cars; they are so cut off from everything. The barrier of glass windows and metal keeps the people outside at a distance.But my tendency to be impersonal towards people cannot be blamed on cars.I'm a naturally detached person. Interaction is something I use sparingly, as if one day people are going to be so consumed with their own lives that they will forget about everyone around them.I tell myself I'm saving my small talk and deep conversations for those days when friendliness is almost entirely replaced with indifference, but really I think I'm just saving my voice for people that will actually listen.When I'm at a stoplight, I like to observe the passengers of other cars in brief glances.I once saw this lovely young couple, with their heads tilted toward one another, just smiling and laughing. I wanted to kn