We had people fainting during the last tour, but I'm aiming for people to actually drop dead at this one.
Life is not like Gloomy Sunday, with a second ending when the people are disturbed.
I'm bipolar, but I'm not crazy, and I never was. I'm stark raving sane.
Then I break a glass and I slit my very innermost thigh so that I can pretend that I'm menstru--- well, unavailable.
If that happens again someone's gonna get shot.... with an arrow of love!
And falling's just another way to fly.