My life is a paradox. Seems that I care a lot. Meaning that I stare a lot. But I don't give a fuck. . Armchair compassionate. Accessory fashion it. Get me a character fit to assassinate.
You left me standing in the pouring rain. But I don't even know your name. Now all I've got is memories. I think of how it used to be. . Your head upon my pillow case.