I walked, cause you walked
but I won’t probably get very far
sensation to what you said
but I’m not about to expect something more
I would not have run off
but I couldn’t bear that it’s me
It’s my fault
I should not be so lost
but I’ve got nothing left to love
Lover, will you look from me now
I’m already dead
but I’ve come to explain
why I left such a mess on the floor
For when you went away
I went crazy. I was wild with the breast of a dog
I ran through the night
with the knife in my chest
with the lust of your loveless life
- Phone: Please say a command.
- Bussey: Suck my dick.
- Phone: Did you say “Call Mom”?”
What is it about three day weekends that makes me so reluctant to go back to classes?