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