MY PICTURE
Why not say to your ear
I’m loving you cause I just need a meal
Wanting you to fill the hole I’m trying to forget
Honey the thing you try to wake
I’m shaking you and what you do to me
You’re never low like a teen would be
And I end up crying
You took my picture
And this was fun and so
I’ve got my picture
Will it be on your wall ?
Why don’t I call you dear
I’m loving you cause I just need to feel
What you did to fill my hole was so pure and perfect
« Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you
I’m begging you to call mary for me
I’m sorry sir she’s not a teen is she ? »
And I end up crying
She took my picture
And It was fun and so
They saw my picture
They didn’t laugh at all
They show the picture
Say « sir hands on the wall »
They take a picture
And this is my last role