Don't try
Darling, stop confusing me
With your wishful thinking
Hopeful embraces
Don't you understand
I have to go through this
I belong to her where no one cares
No one loves
No light, no air to live in
A place called hate
If you're gonna trash your dress, you gotta do it good
And I think this is gonna be a good one
And my wife looks beautiful
And the dress will be good afterwards, that's the main thing
Yes
Better than hanging or packed away
How do you feel?
I feel great
I feel liberated
It feels good
I feel pretty, even though I look like this
It's a day to be a model, right?
I'm excited
Well, enjoy it
Goodbye, Gryff, I love you!
Curling up inside my private doors
Tears, I listen into pain
Hacks of pain
Carousel behind
How do you feel?
How do you feel?
How do you feel?
Are you crazy?
Stop, stop
Are you crazy?
Stop, stop
Are you crazy?
Stop, stop
