How many times have you told me you wanna die?. How many times have you told me now that you've tried?. How many times will I let you get away with murder?.
Sure to be a loner, I hear you're not the loving kind. Come on darling, I've something in mind. You're too good looking, I'm always gonna put up a fight.
A sisters social agony. . You bruise like a cherry my darling girl. Words can mean nothing to some in this world. I want you to know I thought about you last night.
O my Luve's like a red, red rose. That's newly sprung in June. O my Luve's like the melodie. That's sweetly play'd in tune. . As fair art thou, my bonnie lass.