...
It's true I always wanted love to be
Hurtful
And it's true I always wanted love to be
Filled with pain
And bruises
...
And there's no rhyme or reason
I'm changing like the seasons
Watch! I'll even cut off my finger
It will grow back like a Starfish!
It will grow back like a Starfish!
It will grow back like a Starfish!"
(Antony and the Johnsons)
