She's in love with the world.

But sometimes these feelings can be so misleading.
She calls and says are you alright?
I said I must be fine
because my heart's still beating.

"He's so endearingly in love with you. I love watching other people's love, it makes me so happy."
(Statements like that make me so happy.)

Also, I'm writing a song.
I... don't actually agree with most of it, but, erm... whatever.

V1:
If my heart stops skipping beats
then no, I don't want it
I won't want it anymore
Cassandra and Antigone learned the hard way
I'll collect their mistakes
I'd rather head for the door
you told me it all fades to grey
when love becomes routine
another color drifts away

I'm not the type of girl
to wait by the phone
I can't live in someone else's words
when I've got plenty of my own

chorus:
And in the end, everybody dies alone
and in the end, the peace we fought for can't save us
grit your teeth, teach your children to hate
in the end, it's your only escape from the weight
of the world.