Your beautiful

Your  spiritual and your kisses make me nauseous your making me crazy I'm losing my brain it doesn't faze me the way you treat me so bad 

I'm a saint addition to the apologys got me starving I'm craving for you 

I must be out of my mind I'm going crazy it doesn't faze me the way you treat me so bad I must be out of mind 

I'm going to be your ghost story and when I'm gone you can tell your friends the storytime because now your lost when I knew I had mine