But I took your matches before fire could catch me
Baby, like we stood a chance
And when you’re close I feel like coming undone
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night
You held your pride like you should have held me
You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes
And why I've spent my whole life trying to put it in words.
I can't decide if it's a choice: Getting swept away
Sacred new beginnings
Back when you fit in my poems like a perfect rhyme
You are in love
Miss Americana & the Heartbreak Prince
The Story of Us
Cornelia Street
Holy Ground
Dear John
Teardrops on My Guitar
Out of the Woods
Untouchable
Treacherous