I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Me quitás el sueño,

me quitás el habla,

pero si estoy con vos..

no necesito nada

Porque conozco yo el calibre de tus besos

ya no me dejo asesinar por esa boca

"Sometimes

There's So Much Beauty in the World

I Feel like

I Can't Take It"

Hoy te quiero llevar al otro lado

Y encontrar nuestras almas

en ese lugar.

Los Perdidos que sin camino vamos

Siempre mucho mas lejos

queremos llegar.