We'll jump off the balconies just to show how much this really means to us. But as we fall to the ground, the girls are nowhere to be found. We talk of moving forward, but as we're pushing on, we're pushing them away. Yet, who am I to say? These songs are just the start. There's a lot of things to fix. We're putting it back together because none of us know how hard it hits. This can't be done alone.
These things you said ran right down my spine. They made my eyes fill with tears and made me fear what she would feel if she knew you thought like that. Someone please give these girls a reason to believe that we're finally fucking listening, because who are we to say?