Aug 17, 2008 16:34
She drives a little white car to the seminar on Modern Romance
Possible ideas for a date include... a shooting range
And her chest is full to bursting with thoughts of an evening
Nobody nobody nobody will ever know her longing
She's got a heart that will never melt
Shields up! Shields up! Bar the door, and keep your dukes up!
Tell lies, tell dirty lies, tell diggory lies, until you're lying in his bed
He has a tendency to fall for shining eyes and baby fat
The amount of love and attention I would need to be satisfied doesn't even exist. Because it's just too much and it wouldn't even fit in the universe. And then if I ever even had it I would immediately want the opposite anyways. What to do!