quinta-feira, 9 de abril de 2015



No one will answer your prayers until you take off that dress
No one will hear all your crying until you take your last breath
But you will learn to mind me
And you will learn to survive me

Your father before you and your sister too,
Your husband blah blah blah blah, you.

simple as that

"I wanna hurry home to you
put on a slow, dumb show for you
and crack you up
so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain
god I'm very, very frightening
I'll overdo it..."