“Barrel of the gun, rounds one two threeShe says I have to pick: choose you, or choose meMetal to the temple, the explosion is deafeningLick the blood that covers meShe’s the last one standing“Roulette”Collateral Damage, Track 11”

“The clothes are packed off to GoodwillI said my good-byes up on the hillThe house is empty, the furniture soldSoon your smell will decay to moldDon't know why I bother calling, ain't nobody answeringDon't know why I bother singing, ain't nobody listening"Disconnect"Collateral Damage, Track 10”

“You crossed the water, left me ashore It killed me enough, but you wanted more You blew up the bridge, a mad terrorist Waved from your side, through me a kiss I started to follow but realized too late There was nothing but air underneath my feet" —from the song "Bridge" on the Collateral Damage album”

“I'm not choosing, but I'm running out of fight.”

“He looks at one of the pictures for a long time. Then he looks at me. "I'll keep you up here." He taps his temple. "Where you can't get lost.”

“You talked to me, but you didn’t. I could see you having these two-sided conversations. The things you wanted to say to me. And the words that actually came out.”

“Mia,” Kim said, an edge of warning in her voice signaling the end of her patience. “You’re starting to act like one of those girls. Do you need to get me a gun?”