Hello, no one is available to take your call Please leave a message after the tone (beep) You're a fucking bitch Sarah, I swear to God I'm gonna find you, and (beep) Hey Sarah, I just wanted to say sorry for my last message I'm just a little angry at the moment, 'cause it's Y'know, I'm such a nice guy and seem to only date scumbags I just wanted to make sure there's no hard feelings between us Please, please can you unblock me on Msn Messenger? (beep)
M'lady Can you hear me? Please don't block my number again Look, I've jumped through all your hoops We got off on the wrong foot But I want to prove to you That I'm not obsessed with sex
Left on seen Another visit to your Facebook gallery This time not to masturbate But instead, to appreciate Something no man could do as well as I can Something that shouldn't be for free Because I'm the only guy for you And you're the only girl for me
So why won't you Show me your tits?
That restraining order Was a bit far All I did was attach a tracker onto your car It's not a felony It's not even a crime I just wanted to make sure You weren't seeing any black guys
Who am I kidding? A girl as pure as you Would never go for a man like me Because you are what reality is made of Even the part that's gritty
So why won't you Show me your tits? Consensually (I'm a gentleman what can I say? I'm also really mentally stable)
I'm gonna kill myself If you don't go out with me I mean, it's a stretch But blood is my dichotomy I mean, come on I wrote you a fucking song I wouldn't have done this if you weren't an attractive womon (Not... Not that you're just a woman to me. I mean I'm a really sensitive guy. I can... I can see below the skin)
So why won't you Show me your tits?
This isn't where it ends We all make our mistakes And the world will keep on turning But it turns a lot slower When you're not around I'll settle for a picture of your feet
Compositor: William Patrick Gold (Wilbur Soot) ECAD: Obra #43503863