Baby boy
Your face is pretty and your life's a toy
Master
A common line
I closed my eyes
But couldn’t let it go
The
There's a monster growing in our heads
raised up on the
Arrange my books in order
make up some nice stories to
No, not again
oh, what a man
just who I thought that
(I am Iron Man!)
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see
Look at all these losers
you find them everywhere
they're fucked up
Dear, I fear we're facing a problem
You love me no
How I always memorize
every single misery
and I seem to glorify
everything
Oh, I think you're standing on my left foot
it's hurting,
I saw you there
I stopped and stared
the curly girlie smiled
You