I wouldn’t change a thing Because all those things led me to this place And to you
It’s the uncertainty of being accepted that creates the drama in our lives.
I’m an idiot for thinking that one performance would change anything. Maybe I should stop writing songs and start writing fiction.
I look at the hundreds of algebra problems facing me in the next three days. And here I thought I’d figured out the equation to my happiness.
We’ve been focusing so much on getting there that we haven’t been enjoying the ride
You've got to step up, Emme. They need to hear your voice, hear you. You're better than being stuck in the background.
So …” Jack clears his throat. “We …” Is Jack Coombs at a loss for words? I guess we don’t have to worry about the performance since the world is clearly going to end.
