with much gusto you said so generously. made me a happy camper.
and then with much nonchalance you just hurriedly brushed me off, disregarding everything that you have sweetly said.
and to think i was really looking forward to just seeing your face. nevermind, though im slightly scorned. dont dribble toppings ontop if you're just gonna trash it.
question. what's the song playing now?
bloody easy answer. the dial tone.