let me count the ways; I six, seven, ate my words
right from your silver plate, we checked in, checked out, checkmate
i couldn't keep you honest, babe, 'cause I was just a card you player the draw so well, it hurts to know you're gone, you're gone, you're gone
i've enquired a lot of nicknames over the years, some of the ones that i'm mainly called NutellaTwat, Brit Brat, Mali, Ally so called me any of those.
i love a lot of bands who you havent heard of especially atl and ymas.
music is my life, really couldn't live for anything else, apart from books, i love reading.
like you planned it, you're a bandit.
just a no good, two-bit, filthy, rotten criminal.