I can't decide whether you should live or die. Oh you'll probably go to heaven, please don't hang your head and cry, no wonder why my heart feels dead inside! It's COLD and HARD n' PETRIFIED! Lock the doors, and close the blinds. Were goin for a ride
I want to laugh, and make love, and hold eachother, and fight over stupid things, and bicker about whos going to take out the trash, and kiss when we finally decide where to eat that night.