......

What I want is for you to write "fuck me" on your chest.

Write it.

Do it.

Then I want you to walk out that door,

and I want you to walk down the street.

And anybody that wants toy fuck ju, say,

"Sure, sure, no problem."

And when they do, you have to say,

"Thank you very, very much"

And make sure you have a smile on your face.

And then, you stupid fucking coward...

you´re gonna know what it feels like to be a woman.


You and me.


Sambo igår.

Särbo idag.


Snälla,kunde inte tiden fått stått stilla?

Som om helgen inte var jobbig nog...

Alldeles nyss satt vi i det gröna gräset
och matade varandra med jordgubbar.

Idag: vi kan inte ta oss ut ur detta
fängslade nät.


Comfortable as I am
I need your reassurance
And comfortable as you are
You count the days

But if I wanted silence
I would whisper
And if I wanted loneliness
I'd choose to go
And if i liked rejection
I'd audition
And if I didn't love you
You would know...

And why can't you just hold me?
And how come it is so hard?
And do you like to see me broken?
And why do I still care?
still care ?


You say you see the light now
At the end of this narrow hall
I wish it didn't matter
I wish I didn't give you all

But if I wanted silence
I would whisper
And if I wanted loneliness
I'd choose to go
And if i liked rejection
I'd audition
And if I didn't love you

And why can't you just hold me?
And how come it is so hard?
And do you like to see me broken?
And why do I still care?

Poor little missunderstood baby
No one likes a sad face
But I can't remember life without him
I think I did have good days
I think I did have good days

Maria Mena

Igår, idag, imorgon.

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