Sep 17, 2005 13:22
So there you are, and here I stand,
As far as I remember you weren't half bad.
Your bedroom behavior was never more
then checkmarks on bedposts.
For I remember we never had.
You get me out of the rain, you get me out of my clothes.
You hope I don't make a sound, you hope that nobody knows.
So suck your so called pity down.
Hey, that's not so bad, is it?
So take your cold, cold heart and drown
and don't forget to take deep breaths.