Whatever, stalker.
Whatever, stalker.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Ha, believe me if I were single I totally wouldn't stalk you.....I'd simply try to steal you from your boyfriend
...one can be sure of nothing until it has already happened...