called you so many times today
and I guess it's all true what your girlfriend says
that you don't ever want to see me again
and your brother's gonna kill me
and he's six feet ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
but I'm not prepared to go on like this
I CAN'T I CAN'T, I CAN'T STAND LOOOSINNN
let's sing that to each other in our sick voices!
u sick too?..what the heck's goin on, it's like disease fest, 2003
it's the change of the weather...or maybe isabel was laced with sickness!