"Once, I wanted to be the greatest..."
"So I tried to be someone else, but nothing seems to change. I know now this is who I really am."
"What can I do to make you love me? What can I do to make you care?"
"And it's sad, so sad. It's a sad sad situation. And it's getting more and more absurd..."
"How strong do you think I am? How much can I take of this?Am I a rock, or a rose or a fist? Or the breathe at the end of a kiss?"
"Take a look at my body. Look at my hands. There so much here that I don't understand. Your face says these promises whispered like prayers... I don't need them. Cause I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long... as if I'm becoming untouchable. They say that promises sweeten the blow... but I don't need them."
"I need the darkness, the sweetness, the sadness, the weakness... oh, I need this. I need a lullaby, a kiss good night, angel sweet love of my life, I need this. Well, is it dark enough? Can you see me? Do you want me? Can you reach me...? Or I'm leaving... You better shut your mouth, and hold your breathe, you kiss me know, you catch your death..."
"So I tried to be someone else, but nothing seems to change. I know now this is who I really am."
"What can I do to make you love me? What can I do to make you care?"
"And it's sad, so sad. It's a sad sad situation. And it's getting more and more absurd..."
"How strong do you think I am? How much can I take of this?Am I a rock, or a rose or a fist? Or the breathe at the end of a kiss?"
"Take a look at my body. Look at my hands. There so much here that I don't understand. Your face says these promises whispered like prayers... I don't need them. Cause I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long... as if I'm becoming untouchable. They say that promises sweeten the blow... but I don't need them."
"I need the darkness, the sweetness, the sadness, the weakness... oh, I need this. I need a lullaby, a kiss good night, angel sweet love of my life, I need this. Well, is it dark enough? Can you see me? Do you want me? Can you reach me...? Or I'm leaving... You better shut your mouth, and hold your breathe, you kiss me know, you catch your death..."
"And I mean this..."



