Ophelia lived in fantasy, but love was a cold bed full of scorpions, the venom stole her sanity -> Daisy’s bare naked I was distraught, he loves me not, he loves me not -> All the right guys promised they'd stay, under bright lights they withered away -> When anyone called me lovely, they were finding ways not to praise me -> When I told you I didn't believe in marriage, that was a lie -> Tell me for real, do you think it's forever? -> Late one night, you dug me out of my grave -> He dickmatized me and opened my eyes -> And now I see it all -> You can call me "honey" if you want, because I'm the one you want, you give it different meaning, 'cause you mean it when you talk -> So many traitors, smooth operators, but I'm never gonna break that vow, I'm never gonna leave you now


















