Don’t lead me on.
Don’t flirt with me.
Because when you stop, and you ignore me.
I still can’t stop thinking you.
So don’t flirt with me, don’t talk to me at all.

She's probably feeling the way I felt before,
Sometimes I miss you, when I don't have the right anymore.

Do I like him?
Do I like the play fights in the hall,
the glances in the classroom,
the butterflies when he hugs me,
the deep conversations in the cafeteria,
and the feeling when I think about him?
Do I like him? No, we're just friends.

i am not brave
i just have a very big comfort zone

you cant blame society,
without blaming yourself

Every girl got that one guy-friend...
that makes her smile and laugh,
that makes her belive,
that holds her when she's cold
Every girl got that one guy-friend...
that she's in love with

If the sun was to burn out right now, it would take nine minutes before it reaches the earth.
Nine minutes before the world ends
Nine minutes before we all die.
If you knew that, if you knew that you were dying, how would you spend those nine minutes?
Would you apologize for breaking my heart, or leading her on?
Would you scream my name while standing on top of a building, or would you scream hers?
Would you run to me, or run to her?
How would you spend those nine minutes?

What am I to you?
A classmate?
A friend?
An ex? Your best friend's anoying little sister?
Or am I something more?