hey love

you make me forget

that I'm grown

that I'm already on my own

that I'm going home alone.

you make me wish

that I was forward

that I wouldn't fall apart

that I wasn't awkward

you make me think

good gosh I must be doing something

right.

Irreplaceable

if you keep your heart an arms length away
it makes it easier to leave

if you don't let people become irreplaceable
it never really hurts

beware of the girl that can carry her life
exactly like a turtle

because chances are high that she's

already moved on

100 Strokes

100 makes it perfect
100 makes an impression
100 makes it last.

it leaves room for a lot of loss
but more improvement

there's a rhythm

the first one hurts

the hundredth is routine