[marvin]. You're alone all the time. Does it ever puzzle you. Have you asked why. You seem to fall in love and out again. Do you really ever love. Or just pretend, oh, baby.
Every other Sunday at the skate land south. I always end up with my skate in my mouth. Maybe this is the day I can make some okay sentences. Hell, I mights as well undo my laces because there she is.