I Heard Words And Words Full Of

I Heard Words And Words Full Of Holes Aching.

God Give You Pardon From Gratitude And Other Mild Forms Of Servitude.

For Love - I Would Split Open Your Head And Put A Candle In Behind The Eyes.

My Love's Manners In Bed Are Not To Be Discussed By Me

My Nature Is A Quagmire Of Unresolved Confessions.