to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours.
| i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story?
you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i
don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean,
baby! | she will have her way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! |
why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin.
| practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my
tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s
why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics.
| how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do
you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some
forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again,
so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and
less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss.

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