The Truth Hurts, But Those Lies Heal.

Count My Own Money, See The Paper Cut Fingers?

The Past Which You Carry In Your Purse Is A Gift And A Curse When You Goin' Head First.

I Know You Left Me Once, But I Came Right Back To Find You. Even Though I Like Being In Your Past, You Got A Bright Future Behind You.

Smokin Weed On The Star Projectors, I Guess We'll Never Know What Harvard Gets Us

Somedays You Just Have To Create Your Own Sunshine.