I swear I know your face, I wish I knew your name. I wish I could take you by the hand. If I could name it, if I could just explain it. If I could only help you, help you understand.
Ooh, jealousy. Ooh, jealousy. . Is she fine. So well bred. The perfect girl. A social deb?. . Is she the sort. You've always thought. Could make you. What you're not?.
He fills the flower vases, trims the candle bases. Takes small change from the poor box, Tyler has the key. He takes nail and hammer to tack up the banner.
To think of my task is chilling. To know I was carefully. Building the mask I was wearing. For two years, swearing I'd tear it off. . I've sat in the dark explaining to myself.