The Embarrassed
so come and beg me make sure you have the edges cut to fitjust give me 15 minutes too myselfhung with good strong ropethis is not another love song its an idle threati havent enough humility to get over everything stars speckled in my moment of shame all amplified herebring me the cure for kindnessher horror pictures have it real goodshe went this way and i went mineshe went her way and i went minecall in the traitors because we're giving upleft the house lights burning in comes cupid to finally cut my throati'll wait for youit sounded charmingly right with the brief moments that we had can't stand the heat from the fireit's killing me againbe careful becausethere's only torture in the end