Swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch. I am safe, quaint and eloquent. But my bottom lip along with the top one too. Is chapped and it's all thanks to you.
Hey, Miss Sobriety. Do you remember me or how to say my name?. Do you remember when we were friends?. Yeah, all the way back then. . You caught the confidence.
Whatever you put in my hands. Is my life savings, my main man. I got a box fit for a king on Queen Street. Tell me that's not irony. . Money can't buy happiness.