Cause love is my permission to be who I am

Knowing the business 'cause you understand

Freedom to breathe, oh baby, love is you

Why? Why this, why now, why would you?

How could you?

Maybe im asking all the wrong questions.

I'm dieing inside. The fact that I can't find a solution, is killing me inside.

There's gotta be a way to fix this.

Life is full of shit. Full of your shit, her shit, his shit, my shit, everyone's shit.

Mostly, Bullshit