I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed, In my aching head, I got my kisses slit. Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said, I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back. It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
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Show all commentsLooking at it again. ... Ex military?...cross above might be some sort of award he won.
Rise by the hand of Milow
try the pictures you want just by painting and wait 3 weeks,
and then go tattooing if you are not regreting.
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.