You are the only good suggestion. Truth in an age
of question. And in my compassless digression, you
give me sense of direction. I got it bad for you.
So bad for you. The naughty what nots for you. A
deep soft spot for you. I wasn't sure how I
should tell you, and all my other ideas fell
through. This is the best way I could tell you...
you look like Love. So just pop it in and play.
I'll be around in a couple of days to find out if
you feel the same way. You look like Love. There
is no greater weapon than her name. No chemical
toxin quite the same.