Oh, I can’t help quoting you, because everything that you said rings true.
Rejection is one thing – but rejection from a fool is cruel.
You’re not right in the head, and nor am I, and this is why….this is why I like you.
You don’t like me, but you love me; either way, you’re wrong.
I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar.
Sing your life; any fool can think of words that rhyme.
Can you squeeze me into an empty page of your diary and psychologically save me?
Because ENOUGH is TOO MUCH!And look around …can you blame us?!
Tried living in the real world instead of a shell, but I was bored before I even began.
There’s so much destruction all over the world – and all you can do is complain about ME!
Even now – in the final hour of my life -I’m falling in love again.
Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.No hope, no harm; just another false alarm
I was wasting my life, always thinking about myself.
I used to dream, and I used to vow;I wouldn’t dream of it now.
Why don’t you find out for yourself?Then you’ll see the glass, hidden in the grass.
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour, but heaven knows I’m miserable now.
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out – Thank you, drop dead!
The more you ignore me, the closer I get; you’re wasting your time.
It begins in the heart…and it hurts when it’s true.It only hurts because it’s true.
Because you wear a uniform, a smelly uniform…and so you think you can be rude to me.