Lalala I can't hear you
I don't want to believe it I don't want to hear it I don't want to know because it BURNS I refuse to believe that he doesn't love me any more and I know in my heart that it's not true but there is always that shadow of a doubt that niggles its way to the front of my mind and fills me with dread almost like i'm going to die. why can't everything just go smoothly and why can't everyone just be happy?i'm so sick of myself at this point i just want to buy an apartment and start over with blood money. What do you do with blood money? if you take it, you feel dirty and if you don't you're screwed. Aren't parents supposed to protect you from the bad things? she keeps singing it she keeps singing it mr. johnson is coming mr. johnson is coming mr. johnson is coming for christmas
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