Apr 02, 2007 21:28
Oh Love. I'm afraid I know you better than you think I know you.
I knew you wouldn't call me back with that forgetful mind of yours.
And maybe you won't call me back tomorrow or the day after that.
But I'll call you every day till we talk on the phone like we did before.
And Ill make your parents like me like they like that other skanky little whore.