please, god, i wanna be sick
i don't wanna hurt so get it over with quick
please, god, i wanna be loved
i don't wanna be somebody that they wanna get rid of

lots of laughs, lots of laughs
blue, i love you

blue, songs are like tattoos. you know i've been to sea before, crown and anchor me or let me sail away.

well, there's so many sinking now, you gotta keep thinking that you can make it through theses waves.

i cast myself on the mercy of a friend who once loved me.

blessed be the children, each and every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence.

how? head of a rabbit
how? heart of a dragon

for my prayer has always been love. what did I do to deserve this?

is it a wonder i broke? let's hear one more joke.

maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts and we've got to find other ways to make it alone or keep a straight face.

a greater woman wouldn't beg, but i looked to the sky and said: “please, i've been on my knees, change the prophecy. don't want money, just someone who wants my company; let it once be me, who do i have to speak to about if they can redo the prophecy?”

cards on thе table, mine play out like fools in a fablе. oh, it was sinking in...

que me devolvam a noite, o espaço
de me sentir tão vasta e pertencida
como se as águas e madeiras de todas as barcaças
se fizessem matéria rediviva, adolescência e mito.
que eu te devolva a fome do meu primeiro grito.

drowning out the morning birds with the same three songs over and over; i wish i wrote it, but i didn't so i learn the words, hum along 'til the feeling's gone forever.