So, it's sad this doesn't suit you now. And me fresh out of rope... Please ignore the lisp, I never meant to sound like this. So take me and break me and make me strong like you. I'll be forever grateful to this and you. It's only you, beautiful. Or I don't want anyone. If I can choose it's only you. Fix me to a chain around your neck and wear me like a nickel. Even new wine served in old skins cheapens the taste. I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me. I'm here for you to use, broken and bruised. Do you understand? It's only you, beautiful. Or I don't want anyone. If I can choose, it's only you. But how could I miscalculate... perfect eyes will have perfect aim. If I can choose, it's only you. "we're wrecking" and I'm dry like a drum, when you scream so fine I'll leave. We're stranded, we've got time and trials, measured in miles. We slave for days (and weeks). It's only you, beautiful. Or I don't want anyone. If I can choose. It's only you. But how could I miscalculate... perfect lies from a perfect dame. If I can choose... it's only you. How many times have I listened to this now? I love it, though it's making me really sad. Damnit, I'm becoming the most emo kid I know (not just music-wise) Aw well. I like it like that. By the way: Project Danielle before school = Dark brown hair almost black (possably black if I'm sneaky) and a nose ring! Hell yes!