You Say Love Is Just A Four

It's Not Easy To Define Poetry.

It Rubs Me The Wrong Way, A Camera... It's A Frightening Thing...cameras Make Ghosts Out Of People.

It Goes Back To The Destiny Thing.i Made A Bargain With It, You Know, A Long Time Ago. And I'm Holding Up My End.

But Even The President Of The United States Sometimes Must Have To Stand Naked.

I Hate Myself For Loving You And The Weakness That It Showed. You Were Just A Painted Face On A Trip Down To Suicide Road.