the Cure a lot, so...
You don't know how much I need you. While you're near me I don't feel blue.
And when we kiss I know you need me too.
Can't believe I found a love that's so pure and true.
But it all was bullshit. It was a goddamned joke.
And when I think of you Linda,
I hope you fucking choke.
I hope you're glad with what you've done to me. I lay in bed all day long feeling melancholy.
You left me here all alone, tears running constantly.
Oh somebody kill me please, somebody kill me plee-ase,
I'm on my knees,
pretty pretty please kill me.
I want to die.
Put a bullet in my head.▼
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