and your love is harmful,
yeah, your love is toxic,
you know what i'm talking about, right?
well i know that you do, because it's you,
who's playing these games with my head,

and i'll keep on waiting,
on the telephone,
knocking on your door,
even though you're not home,
it gets a bit tiring,
that i'll admit,
but babe, i'm a puzzle,
and you're the perfect fit.




this is unfinished.