“I’m never gonna waitthat extra twenty minutesto text you back,and I’m never gonna playhard to getwhen I know your lifehas been hard enough already.When we all know everyone’s lifehas been hard enough alreadyit’s hard to watchthe game we make of love,like everyone’s playing checkerswith their scars,saying checkmatewhenever they get outwithout a broken heart.Just to be clearI don’t want to get outwithout a broken heart.I intend to leave this lifeso shatteredthere’s gonna have to bea thousand separate heavensfor all of my flying parts.”