You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not

 And it's beginning to get to me, that I know more of the stars and sea than I do of what's in your head.

We're women. We don't say what we want, but we reserve the right to be pissed off if we don't get it.

We're that can't-stop-touching-each-other-in-the-backseat kind of couple.

don't worry about me. my heart's not broken anymore. you should be worrying about yourself. because, as far as i can see, you're still an asshole.

But you're not my hero, and I'm letting you know that I'm letting you go

I make plans to break plans, And I've been planning something big

I can’t color enough, I would color all day every day If I had my way, I would use every crayon in my box.

I revealed too much too soon. I was emotionally slutty

We're so over, we need a new word for over. 

That’s the thing about needs. Sometimes when you get them met, you don’t need them anymore

So miss him, send him light and love every time you think of him, then drop it.

when the remembering was done, the forgetting could begin.

Don't let this end now. Slow this dance down. I could stay here all night

sometimes there is no next time, no time outs, no second chances. sometimes it's now or never.

Back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong

I think I fell in love with a porn star, And got married in a bathroom, Honeymoon on the dance floor, And got divorced by the end of the night, That’s one hell of a life