Jun 20, 2010 21:31
I'm lonely. Maybe not lonely. I just want to hold someone, to be held. Lame sauce.
Don't worry I'll send my love from wherever I end up
But I can never see you again, and that's the way it has to be
Now take this knife, do as i say
I swear you'll love again someday
Guilty virgin, you will be my black market bride