She was out in the woods drinking wine, smoking hash, with some boys she barely knew. She felt full of life, the Fair was almost done, she was in a lovely mood. When she woke up, just off the path, he was still inside of her. She let him come. Was it rape? Who's to say? She was barely there; how could she be sure?

She thought of you, and not that boy she barely knew, she thought, "Maybe with you and me it could be different, with you and me it could be different. I'd quit drinking to get drunk, I'd quit lying around like a lazy lump. I'd quit fucking without love. Nothing without love."

Then she was over at Avishai's place with some boys she barely knew, playing card games, hitting the bong, talking shit like they tend to do. And then she got so high she had to lie down. It all turned to a patterned blur. She was just glad all the guys were gay and wouldn't try anything with her.

But she called out for you and not the boys she barely knew. She said, "Maybe with you and me it could be different, with you and me it could be different. I'd quit drinking to get drunk, I'd quit lying around like a mopey fuck, and I'd quit fucking without love. Nothing without love."

This is the story of a noble kid very much like yourself. She had lost faith in her magic, just deferred to everyone else. But she had a little hope of maybe taking back her life as she stood in the kitchen with a little smirk and her ribcage to her paring knife.

She thought of you, and not those boys she barely knew, she thought, "Maybe with you and me it could be different, with you and me it could be different. I'd quit drinking to get drunk, I'd quit lying around like a lazy fuck. I'd quit fucking without love. Nothing without love."

I thought of you and not the boys I barely knew. I thought maybe with you and me it could be different, with you and me it could be different. I'd quit drinking to get drunk, I'd quit lying around like a worthless cunt, and I'd quit fucking without love. Nothing without love. I would do anything and everything with love. Woah-ah-oh.