Yeah.
You could say that I'm running away, if that's what you want.
That maybe every word you said you meant it like I did.
It wasn't meant to turn out this way.
I don't know if you want it this way, or you want it to. But it's killing me inside, because of the truth and lie jumble.
So maybe it has been my fault.
I'm sorry.
I wanted to be your princess. But all it has ever been was a bad case of angst and distress.
I get confused.
And it messes me up. And it gets me fucking sad.
So I don't fucking like to fucking fall in fucking love.
That's why I love Mr Moneybags & A'fat.