Give me back my pictures of me.. Me, you and him makes three.. It figures the wheezing will measure your rate of depress,. And i hope you know.. Like a bitch in heat,.
Teen runaway, youth depraved. Your time is almost here. Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side. And whispers something in her ear. You can't go home high, not tonight.
Now am I just creative. Or was I meant to be a killer. Killing lovers in the street?. . Sometimes the most unlikely. Prove themselves to be a liar. Everything you said to me.
She's not it. She's really not it. She ain't it. She's really not it. . You know I'm glad that she's not alive. She quit her job when she was 45. This kind of drama hits me every day.
You ain't loved me right for a while. For your hand and word I'd crawl a mile. . For all that I know. For all that I know. For all that I know. You're still scandalous.