Today I stop believing in all I hold unto.
No,I don't want to talk about it.
I don't want to be fake,because I don't
like people being fake.
Exactly the way she feels,I feel now
about people being fake.
No,I still don't want to talk about it.
Don't send me messages saying you
guys are worried about this,
I know that you know how I feel
about all this.
Go ahead,I don't think I want to be part of
any form of circle in this world.
I need a friend,a friend who seems forced to
be there for me now.
I'm setting you free,you can come back to me,
if you understand we are friends.
I want to drive around with you,
singing along to our Beatles CD.
I can't tell you,but I know that it's mine.
She's leaving home,and it's all being for
the benefit of Mr. Kite.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love.
By the way,I mean it when I say,
it's your thing.I've got nothing to do with it.
Take it,mould it into whatever you want it to be,
at the end of the day,I'll still support you.
I'll be your biggest fan.
I'm going to do what it takes for me to be comfortable.
