Can You Squeeze Me Into

I Can Get Incredibly Erotic About Blotting Paper.

I Left My Fingerprints Somewhere - That's Good Enough. I Am My Own Person - That's Good Enough. I Stand My Ground - That's Good Enough.

I Hated The Royal Wedding.

These Tears I'm Wailing, I Spill Not Without Reason. Remove Them, My Dearest Love. Take Me To The Place I've Been Dreaming Of, Where The Grotesquely Lonely Meet The Grotesquely Lonely And They Whisper, Just Very Softly, Please Be Mine, Dearest Love.

With No Reason To Hide These Words I Feel, And No Reason To Talk About The Books I Read, But Still, I Do.