soup

everyone to leave

my chance

sex

Life to truly begin.

my baby's bedtime

my new fantastic life to begin

my life to make sense

Death.

a star to fall

being hungry

napping

focusing

masturbating

Living what I have.

reading to her

living out my new crappy life

sleeping with all the women I can

Dying.

carrying your heart into my arms

i'll eat something else

i'll fly out the window

keep trying no matter what

I'll need some paper towels

Then I guess I'm stuck here.

read some more

then it will be crappy forever

lala

Who cares?

don't know, but that's where you belong in my arms baby, yeah