Perfection.

Come to mama.

Why are you doing this?

-Because I still care.
-What does that even mean?
-I don't know.


Baby, all you do is let me down.
It ends now.

Sin City.

Classy.

The good times are killing me.

SEE YOU TOMORROW.

Don't let me die.

Break.

It's the only way to leave.
"I don't love you anymore. Goodbye."

California Girls!

Happiness I've known proves that it's right.

Because you're mine, I walk the line.