Night time is the worst
We're supposed to go to bed like it doesn't hurt
Like this type of pain can't keep us awake
Like we didn't lose our dad
And our hearts didn't break
Like we aren't broken or open
Or searching for comfort each night
Like we don't go to bed hoping
We'll wake up from this life

They delivered bad luck rather than handing candy out this year
And our address was first on the list
All these shots to the chest are starting to collect
These are the kind of demons you can't fight with your fist

You never think it can happen to you until it happens
but it happens so fast, there's no way they could warn you
And it's never the good things we look back on, but the bad things
We can talk about the memories with love but you know it's the evil things that haunt you, too

Lately I can't write because it hurts too much
It's like rubbing an open wound but there is no cut
No pain you can see with your eyes,
But I promise you I'm hurting
This smile's just a disguise

Is it working?
Am I trying hard enough?
Have I convinced you, too, that I am tough enough?
Have I filled my actions with strength or words with ease?
Can you see what this ****'s done to me?
I'm trying not to let you see what this has done to me.

If you'd choose to marry me
I wouldn't mind at all
Cause you kiss me when I cry
And you catch me when I fall

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I had to keep from calling out to God tonight
When my lips were pressed against your neck in the car
And you held me so so tight
You said I look teary eyed everytime you said something sweet
The truth is
I am teary eyed
I've never told you this
And I hope I never have to
But you've brought me to tears
Once or twice
I've grown to hate myself
And you showed me why I shouldn't
So when you told me tonight
That you'd consider marrying me one day
I kissed you hard and tried not to cry
And buried my face in your neck
Where I stifled a prayer
That God would let us be
That He would really give you to me

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There was a moment
When A Better Place, A Better Time was playing in your computer
And your sister and brother were dancing in front of us
And you started singing along
I tried to kiss you
But you stopped me
And kept singing against my lips
I smiled and kissed you everytime the song paused
And you kept smiling and singing and kissing me
And I knew that I could spend the rest of my life with you

How much can you pile
on a paper plate
before it bends and bends
and finally breaks?

But the question is
what is to blame?
Is the plate too weak
or holding too much weight?

Glass and plastic can break too
if they're carrying bricks.
So before you choose your helping
find your strength and then pick.