Baby!. You don't wanna make me cry. or I will fill you with the emptiness inside.. . Okay! Alright!. . Baby!. You don't wanna say goodbye. or I will soak you in this rich formaldehyde..
I wanna rob you of your game face. So I can cower beneath your words. 'Cause I'm a freak from the same place. Let suicide make a meal for birds. . Into your heart, I've got the dagger.