Sleeping With Sirens
- If I’m James Dean, You’re Audrey Hepbrun
How the hell did you ever pick me? Honestly. I could sing you a song, but I don't think words could express your beauty. It's singing to me. How the hell did we end up like this? You bring out the best in me. I fell in love from the moment we kissed. Since then, we've been history.
Panic! at the Disco
- I Write Sins Not Tragedies
I chime in. Haven't you people ever heard of, closing the god damn door. No. It's much better to face these kinds of things, with a sense of poise and rationality.
