Life is one big lesson
Be it easy, be it hard
There's no sense in guessing
You'll know soon enough when it comes along

I can tell you this from experience
With everything I've seen
The hardest lessons that you learn
Are the ones you most likely keep

You fall out of love like a habit.
Nobody told you that even when they say
'there are no wrong answers',
there's always one that rings all the wrong bells.
You say, 'Maybe strawberry ice cream is my favourite',
and suddenly alarms go off in his head
'How? What? Nobody likes strawberry icecream!
This one is defective! Return to Sender!'

This one is defective.
You were mass produced
on a supply line for antsy, lonely nineteen-year olds.
This was their best year yet; the whole world is aching
but we're sorry to inform you but
Models made after 1995 are no longer supported.

To the scrapyard, then.
You fall and tumble and crawl out of love
like it's out to get you.
Like it's got its teeth in you,
nails tearing into flesh,
holding your ankles and begging you
to stay.

I don't know why
I like your smile
I like your laugh
So much that time seems to stop

Our little talks
with the way you look
my heart skips a beat
you swept me off my feet

moments with you
if you only knew
my heart speaks your name
I hope you feel the same

I want you to know
That this much is true
This is my secret
To the Beautiful You.

if you count all the days
from here to there
minus the ones
that you just sit and stare

the haves and have not's
the never got's
on waves have been tossed
forever lost

the good you have done
when not counting some
they say haste makes waste
when diving in love

and on that note
i clear my throat
and proceed to float

in every beginning and end
there's a middle to them
an overgrown path
that life is lived in

standing around
to say the least
the beauty within
is marked by the beast

before we say it's over
then attempt it again
this looks too familiar
where have we been

*and on that note
i clear my throat
and proceed to float