Check the crippled man, sitting in the church. My conscience hurts, flesh like me hits the dirt. She's paralyzed from her feet to her thighs. . And the man who pulled the trigger didn't even lose his necktie.
So you fucking sold me out. And everything it meant. Well I'll move on. And remember everything. . Today is the day. We start again. All that was lost.
Am I the only one who's never had fun. In the twelve years we've gone steady?. Put down the parasol, that isn't you at all. When the whole thing crumbles I won't be there.