we read our constellations - everything is under control

maybe this christmas...

don't get me wrong i'm not impressed with you no more

everything is falling apart. i've made too many mistakes.

lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all

how am i supposed to play it cool when the thought of you keeps me up all night?

I just want someone I can talk to

here's to fall semester and margaritas and the future and you

won't you just give me a chance?

i can't keep a fucking secert