honestly dear, the only way I'll really smile is if you cut me ear to ear. I see the vultures, they watch me bleed. They lick their lips, as all the shame spills out of me
if I don't believe in him, why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me
But if I don't believe in him, why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me
if I don't believe in him Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me? Why would he believe in me