Mr. pitiful Who let you down? You still don’t believe That greed’s for a show Your soap box unfolds But, please come down from that cloud You see at all I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong Just wanna know how you’ve been Don’t make me feel bad that we’re still friends Started it all over in my bed I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence To make amends, to still be friends So where did you go? While I was out Well I don’t believe I don’t believe Everything was seen And if you don’t like the movie then quit at me But, please come down from that cloud You see at all I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong Just wanna know how you’ve been Don't make me feel bad that we’re still friends Started it all over in my bed I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence To make amends, to still be my friend.
Superstition
Now, Add Jealousy.
Now, Add Jealousy.









