I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back. It's true, romance is dead...I shot it in the chest then in the head.

I keep my jealousy close Cuz it's all mine. And if you say this makes you happy then I'm not the only one Lying.

Fact I'm pretty sure no one loves anything as much as a cat loves a good ass scratching.

Reflection And in my darkest moment, Foetal and weeping... The#moontells me a secret, My confidant. As full and bright as I am This light is not my own and A million light reflections Pass over me. Its source is bright and endless She resuscitates the hopeless. Without her we are #lifeless satellites Drifting. -Tool

Sweat Seems like I've been here before. Seems so familiar. Seems like I'm slipping Into a dream within a dream. It's the way...you whisper... -Tool