Shit vilken dödssentimental nattmusik jag bjöd på. WHO KEERS. G'nighty gremlins.

when you’re in love, you’re happy

when you're in a arm, you gaze

this doesn’t last always

after your laughter, there will be tears

And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight

But my hands been broken, one too many times

So I'll use my voice, I'll be so fucking rude

Words they always win, but I know I'll lose

I get sick of just about everyone

And I hide in my baby’s arms

Shrink myself just like a tom thumb

And I hide in my baby’s hands

What a wicked game you played 

to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
to let me dream of you