When he puts on that dress, he feels like a princess.
Accept your life and what it brings, I know tomorrow you find better things.
What I try to do probably doesn't come out. What I've worked out what I do - I might not be right - is to do something very personal, and then suddenly I look at it, up in the air. I blow it up and look at it and then I come down again - a better man.
You hate me and I hate you, so at least we understand each other.
Better close your window tight or I might come in for a bite, I'm a sleep walker.
Why bear malice? Just let it go. So what of pride? It will swallow you whole.