I know you don't love me yet,
Tommy.

If you don't love me,
I wouldn't exist anymore.

I would be on the news that you've been throwing me in the streets.

It looks like suicide,
but you don't see it.

I think I'm going to die,
I've eaten two or three.

It looks like suicide,
but you don't see it.

It looks like suicide,
I want it to be.

I want you to know that there are more pikes.

I want your boyfriend to open up and beg me,
not to steal you,
to stop talking to you.

I don't want to prove it to you anymore.

I swear I love you.

I swear I'd leave you for you.

I'd leave you for the drugs of the hospital.

But I know you don't care about my medicine.

But I'm really for another.

I sell the hygrids to get the money.

I know you're in love with me.

I want you to tell me your past.

I want you to tell me what happened.

Tell me if your boyfriend cares about you.

I know he's got a problem.

I know you're still running.

I'll wait for you sitting down.