Why -Seconhand Serenade

The buttons on my phone are worn thin
I don't think that I knew the chaos I was getting in.
But I've broken all my promises to you
I've broken all my promises to you.

Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?

A phrasing that's a single tear,
Is harder than I ever feared
And you were left feeling so alone.
Because these days aren't easy
Like they have been once before
These days aren't easy anymore.

Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?
To me, to me, to me.

I should have known this wasn't real
And fought it off and fought to feel
What matters most? Everything
That you feel while listening to every word that I sing.
I promise you I will bring you home
I will bring you home.

Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?

Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?
To me, to me, to me. 

Broken -Secondhand Serenade

In the moonlight
Your face it glows
Like a thousand diamonds
I suppose
And your hair flows like 
The ocean breeze
Not a million fights 
Could make me hate you
You’re invincible
Yeah, It’s true
It’s in your eyes
Where I find peace

Chorus:
Is it broken?
Can we work it out?
Let’s light up the town, scream out loud!
Is it broken?
Can we work it out?
I can see in your eyes 
You’re ready to break
Don’t look away.

So here we are now
In a place where
The sun blended
With the ocean thin.
So thin, we stand
Across from each other 
Together we’ll wonder
If we will last these days
If I asked you to stay
Would you tell me
You would be mine?

And time
Is all I ask for
Time
I just need one more day
And time
You’ve been crying too long
Time
And your tears wrote this song 
Stay 

In the moonlight
Your face it glows

That Girl -David Choi

Oh, tonight I'm feeling fine
I'm alone, just wasting time
No Friday movie nights
Or romantic candle lights 

I'm just having conversations
With the thoughts in my head
All I hear are angels crying
Oh, won't they just sing instead
It would be wrong for me to say 

I don't need that girl by my side
I don't need that girl in my life
I don't want to talk it out
Or hold her when she cries 

I don't want to say she's my kind
I don't want to say that she's mine
I don't want to tell her that
I love her more than life
More than life, Yeah
Love her more than life
Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Honestly, this won't do
How is she doing?
I tell myself I'm feeling swell
But I know I'm such a fool 

I could take it as a new beginning
But you know I don't feel that way
Who will take all this pain away?
I know it's wrong for me to say 
I don't need that girl by my side
I don't need that girl in my life
I don't want to talk it out
Or hold her when she cries 

I don't want to say she's my kind
I don't want to say that she's mine
I don't want to tell her that
I love her more than life
More than life, Yeah
Love her more than life
Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Talk about a sin
Was the day I walked into the other side
I would run back in
I wouldn't waste no time
I know it's wrong for me to say 

I don't need that girl by my side
I don't need that girl in my life
I don't want to talk it out
Or hold her when she cries 

I don't want to say she's my kind
I don't want to say that she's mine
I don't want to tell her that
I love her more than life
More than life, Yeah
Love her more than life
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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Boy: Baby, we need to talk. 
Girl: Ricardo, what do you mean? 
Boy: Something has come up... 
Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad? 
Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby. 
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesn't break up with me... I love him so much. 
Boy: Baby, are you there? 
Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important? 
Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it.. 
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me. 
Boy: I'm leaving.. 
Girl: Baby, what are you talking about? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away. 
Girl: Why? All of your family lives over here. 
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away. 
Girl: I can't believe this. 
Father: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously) ERICA! What did I tell you about talking to boys?! Get off the damn phone! (And hangs up) 
Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad. 
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I don't want you to go. 
Boy: Would you run away with me? 
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me! 
Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess.. 
Girl: *Thinking* I can't believe what's going on. 
Boy: I need to give you something tonight, because I am leaving on flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now. 
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park. 
Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes. 
(They meet at a nearby park, they both hug each other. And he gives her a note.) 
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go. 
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.) 
Boy: Baby, don't cry, you know I love you... But I have to go. 
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.) 
(They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her) 
It says... 
"Erica, 
You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch and don't you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the right thing, and you were never there. I didn't think I could hate someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that. Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. Fuck, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon bitch... Goodbye. 
- Ricardo" 
( Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in the garbage & cries for hours. ) 
... A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely... Then she gets a phone call.... 
Friend: How are you feeling? 
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me. 
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something... 
Girl: Umm.. okay. 
(She finds a piece of paper in the jacket.) 
It says: 
"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad might read it, so I switched a few words... 
Hate = Love 
Never = Always 
Bitch = Baby 
Will not = will 
.... I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to run away with me... -Ricardo" 
Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me! He must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how stupid I am! 
( Erica turns the TV on. ) 
[Breaking news] 
"An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for survivors... This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys boarding school..." the Reporter says. 
( She turns off the t.v. ... 3 days later, she kills herself, because of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for... ) 
... A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a message. "Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I am staying for good. 
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS BLOWS ME TO TEARS.

When you constantly can't stop thinking of him. When you wait for him to go online, or when you wait for a phone call or when you wait for a text. When you see something and it reminds you of him. When you talk about him to your friends, a lot. When you start to read over messages, saved conversations or you replay moments of your life with him in your head. When you realise that when you're out, you look around to see if you "accidentally" bump into him. When you hope to talk late that night again, like you two would used to. When you realise your friends get sick of you talking about him. When you want to hug him again, or kiss him, or just be with him. When you listen to songs and you think "This was our song." When you go somewhere and you reminisce on what happened there with him. When you think of him before you go to sleep. That's when you know you miss him.