Have no right to miss you
Nothing left to fool
Jealousy is ugly
Green never look good on me
No right to ask you
Nothing left to say
My humor is sappy
In love with you, red is all I see
Shush shush shush it down
Tie my tongue, don't let it shout
Black out, never to be found
Maybe it's for the best
worse is the greatest choice
Messenger grows evil
Conflict between silence and white noise
Hope you call, know you won't
Crush my heart under your sun
Ain't it stupid of me
Ain't it humor to see
