Rotten Girl, Grotesque Romance
Was I born to be in love with you?
Through this wall I mumble alone, "love me"
I keep hunting out your personal love information
In the closed door of myself
I wish I could touch your face, stroke your face
My sweetheart!
Oh my, oh my you have a guest?
What a pretty girl she is
Tell me how much you love her
I'll kill her and pack her up
Burning photos of that girl
I wonder what she's doing now LOL
You can do anything you want to me
Because I love you this much, see?
I want to keep you
Completely riveted
And I want to have a collection of you
Why are you crying?
What wrong? Oh, this one?
I'll affectionaly hold a cardboard box
That you will be put into when you're dead
I'll put a present behind the door
A kitten head every single day for you, a cat lover
Burning photos of that girl
I wonder if she ever existed LOL
"I love you" such a cliche doesn't satisfy me
But makes me want to puke
"I will..."
"Eternally"
"Love You..."