The glossy diamonds slipping through
Her scarred fingers come unglued...

Dear childhood friend
It\'s me again...

I can hear the music
Playing constantly inside of my soul...

First love fell of a city bus
and ran away...

I. Skipping, skipping merily
All worries blown out to sea...

He was standing there alone
And he was really getting scared...

Clinging to her bones unwound
Feverish kicking, a light abounds...

Hey Miss. Perfect
Is it really worth it...

He got there early in the morning
His first day had begun...

I can hear you crying
And you won't tell me why...

It's like a needle in the palm of your hand
But it, like most other dispicable things...

He stood
with unseeing eyes...