They say that the captain stays fast with the ship through still and storm but this ain't the Dakota, and the water is cold. — Brand New Copy Share Image
This is the break in the bend, this is the closest of calls. This is the reason your alone, this is the rise and… — Brand New Copy Share Image
They say that the captain stays fast with the ship through still and storm but this ain't the Dakota, and the water is cold. — Brand New Copy Share Image
This is the way you wish your voice sounds, handsome and smart. Oh my tongue's the only muscle on my body that works harder… — Brand New Copy Share Image
They call them rogues, they travel fast and alone. One-hundred-foot faces of God's good ocean gone wrong. — Brand New Copy Share Image
This is war. Every line is about, Who I don't wanna write about anymore. Hope you come down with something they can't diagnose, don't… — Brand New Copy Share Image
Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget. — Brand New Copy Share Image
Spring keeps you ever close. You are second-hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins. — Brand New Copy Share Image
A crown of gold, a heart that's harder than stone and it hurts to hold on, but it's missed when it's gone. — Brand New Copy Share Image
The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed. So I'm asking you to shine it on and stick… — Brand New Copy Share Image
We are entirely smooth. We admit to the truth, We are the best at what we do. — Brand New Copy Share Image
I am heaven sent, Don't you dare forget. I am all you've ever wanted, What all the other boys all promised. — Brand New Copy Share Image
I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea. I spoke the words but never gave a thought to… — Brand New Copy Share Image
It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room. When I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. — Brand New Copy Share Image
I wish for one more day to give my love and repay debts but the morning finds our bodies washed up thirty miles west. — Brand New Copy Share Image
