I hung myself with my own strings. I ceunded her fingers through her rings. inI am here for the beautiful things. She said, "I love the waaaay that boy sings…"
I felt the wormth of your skin an asking myself, "Where do I begin?" Don't you know I'm made from sin? And she moved closer, inch by inch…
I fear I've lost myself, forgot the meaning of true wealth. But hey, I've got my family and my health! I forgot all the feelings that I felt when I'm with you.
I don't want your pity, your fake smiling teeth… I just want someone to love me.