and no I’m not ashamed, but the guilt will kill 

if she don’t first. i’ll never love you like her 

amy speaks what my soul needs to say.

in my bed - amy win house 

wish it breaks my heart, like you did in the beginning

its not that we grew apart…. its something i know you cant do

separate sex with emotion, i sleep alone, the sun comes up

you recognize my every sound, there’s nothing new to learn

sometimes i want to expose all you producers.