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,.
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.