Broken

The only ones awake at three in the morning are the drunk, the lonely, and the in love. It's common that it's all three.

Wrong Side of Heaven

What am I doin' here? I've asked myself that plenty of times since I've been here. But this time, I don't know. I can see the flame in my eyes still, but I have to admit that it's dulling. I can't quit though. If I quit, they win. Everyone who has ever laughed in my face or told me I couldn't do it would win; I can't...