Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree.

The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.

Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.

So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing.

They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.

Baby take me from this tempest, take me someplace so I can sleep.
I don't wanna die and I don't wanna live. Baby I just want a chance to be with you.
I'll try, 'cause I love you.
I swear to God I've never felt so alive...

Baby you're a freak show just like me
Baby we're all born ugly
Time to write a love song
Come to make you cry gonna go so d e e p

La ausencia se comprende con el tiempo.
El amor se mata con el engaño.
Y yo me pregunto en qué punto estamos nosotros.