Darling, 19
That's your age
And you collection
You have as many boyfriends
As he has girlfriends
God
Darling, I wasn't
The one who sent you to die
You misunderstood
I didn't want to hurt you
Well darling you misunderstood
I didn't want to kill
Our thing
And in the solitude
Of my emotional state
I had a genius plan
I am not going to confess it
Well darling you misunderstood
I didn't want to kill
Our thing, our thing
Well darling you misunderstood
I didn't want to kill
Our thing, our thing, our thing