Tekst:
Mr T Experience Revenge Is Sweet And So Are You

already far away, trying to forget another yesterday. Don't snatch your hand away. I promise not to bite you or kiss you just to spite you-- you'll get your way. And

She's so hot and I love her a lot. She's got everything I haven't got, like savoir faire, and joie de vivre, and je ne sais quoi like you wouldn't believe

love is dead that's why I'm sighing and crying and shaking my head-- love is dead. Love is sad. Life is bad when you can't get what you could have had. Days are

. So I don't hate you now, and I don't even want to checkmate you now. I still don't like how much you don't want me to touch you, but I don't hate you

off my beard. And I'll try not to act to weird. Then I'm gonna kiss her tenderly, so don't ask her if she's free. She won't be she'll be with me because

of luck or in a jam she can get me hot and out of tight spots, and she's ready whenever I am. She slices, dices and more. She can handle any household chore, and

lost you. And now everything is so much to lose and not enough to hang on to, and what I do and what I think of you is never what I want to. And now

held you close, how things could go wrong when I need you most. My devotion is an ocean of uneasiness, distraction, worry, grief and stress. For love is sadness. Love is