You don't know what love is.
This is what love is:
I'm sleeping in the backseat
as Carter drives us
You reach so hard it makes you fall for these hands that let you go—but shouldn’t let you go at all.
...If you always knew the truth, then the world would spin around you — are you dizzy yet?
If there’s something left to lose, then don’t let me wear out my shoes — I’m still walking.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map