And you don't break my heart into pieces and don't make it stoneAnd you don't break my heart into pieces and don't make it stone
I climbed on the bed in my shoes and covered myself with a newspaperI climbed on the bed in my shoes and covered myself with a newspaper
The forks of the roads in los angeles and the city itself are my favoritesThe forks of the roads in Los Angeles and the city itself are my favorites
A lot of thoughts in my head is the way to burningA lot of thoughts in my head is the way to burning