It's Like, You Know How Sometimes You

I Can't Pretend To Know What Love Is. It Just Is.

Love And I Once Had A Great Relationship, But I Fear We've Broken Up. It Cheated On Me, Wrecked My Heart, And Then Went On To Date Other People. A Lot Of Other People. And I Can't Stand To Watch It, Since Love's Going To Cheat On Them Too.

It's One Thing To Fall In Love. It's Another To Feel Someone Else Fall In Love With You, And To Feel A Responsibility Toward That Love.

I Only Have Eyes For You.

I Am Jealous Of Anyone Who Can Make Other People Care So Much.