The Return of Guinivere
That’ll Teach Me
Toss-and-Turn Night
Through the Keyhole
So Much for Sleep
I Hid Out for Three Days
I Even Spent Time at the Bowling Alley
He Hadn’t Changed After All
You Fly Until You Crash
Dad Crashed
He Knew It, Too
His Mom Was at Work
He Wanted to Kiss Me
First Kiss
The Week Flew By
Somehow the Place Looked Different
Choices, Choices
You Have to Remember
We Met at the Bowling Alley
Just Before the Drop
No Time Like That First Time
But That’s Not Exactly Cool
If a Little’s Good
Although Maybe
Because It Wasn’t That
I Didn’t Want to Stop Either
For Some Crazy Reason
Not Until the Door Opened
Like an Idiot
The Monster Loves to Talk