Favourite song

When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind. He broke his own heart, and I watched as he tried to reassemble it. And my momma swore that she would never let herself forget.

And that was the day I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist.

But darling, you are the only exception, you are the only exception, you are the only exception, you are the only exception

Maybe I know somewhere, deep in my soul, that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone - or keep a straight face. And I've always lived like this - keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now, I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk.

You are the only exception, you are the only exception, you are the only exception, you are the only exception

I've got a tight grip on reality, but I can't let go of what's in front of me here. I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up; leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream.

You are the only exception.

And I'm on my way to believing, oh and I'm on my way to believing.

(A very anti-climactic note: I'm not referring to anyone in particular. I just love this song.)

Shoot me now, I love Paramore.