You didn't see us, nothing can free us - Ryan Adams

These things inside me, they repeat like broken records
Spinning pretty things behind my eyes
And when I can't look at you
I can paint your picture perfectly in my mind
And when I get old
I'm gonna miss you all the time.

I want to make sure I'm with a girl that's a good kisser, and that when I wake up, I have coffee and a cigarette. That's all I really want out of life. That, and world domination.

Do you remember stormy winter? Well button up your coat, one's comin' soon