so many feelings to express that i don’t quite know how or to who I even should
i’ll just keep hoping in secret
texts from my phone
- #: hey how are you?
- @: DRUNK AT A PRESS CONFERENCE THAT'S WHERE
- Olivia Benson: Ma'am, is there any reason the killer would have sodomized your husband with a banana?
- Wife: Oh, well he was allergic to bananas.
You never give me your money,
you only give me your funny paper.
And in the middle of negotiations, you break down.
I only give you my situation.
And in the middle of investigation, I break down.
Out of college, money spent, see no future, pay no rent.
All the money’s gone, nowhere to go.
Any jobber got the sack, Monday morning, turning back.
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go.
But oh, that magic feeling - nowhere to go.
One sweet dream, pick up the bags and get in the limousine.
Soon we’ll be away from here,
step on the gas and wipe that tear away!