So, I guess I'm a museum now.  **** it, I'm a wonder of the world
They'll say; "How did she come to be?"

Well, I don't care about them
anymore.
I'm not going to rip your heart out because you can't put your hand on your chest and feel your
pulse,
pulse,
pulse,
uh,
I'm not going to scam the whole world with nuclear winter just 'cause they can't keep their ice cream from melting.

Why would anyone do that?

They can mess up;
They can ***** up.
I don't give up;
I just want them to live up.
Can't they see?