I can’t believe you, you bend your words like Uri Geller’s spoons.

TTWS, 'Nanci'

It’s hard to rely on my good intentions when my head’s full of things that I can’t mention.

TTWS, 'Good Intentions'

Another game of putting things aside, as if we’ll come back to them sometime.

TTWS, 'Something's Always Wrong'

One part of me just wants to tell you everything, one part just needs the quiet.

TTWS, 'I Will Not Take These Things For Granted'