You can hide beneath the covers and study your pain, make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain. Waste your summer praying in vain, for a savior to rise from these streets. — Bruce Springsteen Copy Share Image
I can look into your eyes and I swear that I will change, but tomorrow is tomorrow so forgive me if I say you can hide beneath the covers while I hide behind the pain. After all, only so much… — Hollywood Undead Copy Share Image
