She is my only source of air.
How embarrassing is that?
Like an antenna, stretching out across the land.
My sheets are stained with her well-being.
How embarrassing am I now?
How much does this mean to you?
I'm running in the same place.
Exploring my only options.
Can you suggesting anything at all?
I'm the epitome of a crazy man.
Where's you pharmacy now?!
Your pharmacy is full of bullshit.