With People In The World

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.

There's A Club If You'd Like To Go, You Could Meet Somebody Who Really Loves You, So You Go And You Stand On Your Own, And You Leave On Your Own, And You Go Home And You Cry And You Want To Die.

He Drove Me Home In The Van, Complaining, 'women Only Like Me For My Mind'.

I Was Driving My Car, I Crashed And Broke My Spine. So Yes There Are Things Worse In Life Than Never Being Someone's Sweetie.

It's Always Nice To Receive A Compliment.