You are the only good suggestion.
Truth in an age of question.
And in my compassless digression,



you give me sense of direction.
I got it bad for you.
So bad for you.
The naughty what nots for you.
A deep soft spot for you.
I wasn't sure how I should tell you,
and all my other ideas fell through.
This is the best way I could tell you...
you look like Love.
So just pop it in and play.
I'll be around in a couple of days to find out if you feel the same way.
You look like Love.
There is no greater weapon than her name.
No chemical toxin quite the same.