“Scars make us who we are. Hearts and homes are broken,we could go so far; with our minds wide open, Hey, tears all fall the same; we all feel the rain. We can’t change. And everywhere we go, we’re looking for the sun, no where to grow old, we’re always on the run. They say we’ll rot in hell, but I don’t think we will. They’ve branded us enough; outlaws of love.”
— Adam Lambert [Outlaws Of Love]