How many wrong turns can I make. I'd give a million dollars just to see her smile on top of me. But if she won't give it up well that's okay. I never liked that drunk ass twelve year old bitch anyway.
I guess we've had our fun but it seems our fun is over now. And that's all right. It's all right. Time for me to move along and after all is said and done.
These nights, they, they go by slower and slower. I'm searching for the sun beneath the sheets. And I think I'm getting colder and older. While jealousy just gets the best of me.
Well I know that it's late but the words wouldn't wait. I'm really sorry that I woke you up. I don't know what's come over me. If I'm wrong let me know.