You see, it began yesterday
When my girlfriend left me and ran away...
I'm the worst girl in the class
Who always makes the noise...
He was looking for the remote
hair coming from a mole...
Every time I talk to girls they say that they love...
even small girls say they can eat alot...
Oh how grand
it is to be over 40...
A burst of wind sweeps across,the lake with a snap...
Gordian knots, poles weaving under and over,in one...
I am the grim reaper
i reap you of your soul...
The passion for the city
we are on the edge of night...
You lied to me and you lied to my friends.
You lied to the world about who you are...
So perfect with your slender frame
And soldiers solemn stance...
You are so fat, you are not thin
So chuck those sweeties in the bin...
I told her I loved her
But is it true...