I don't understand anyone's reasoning when they pull this ****
Stay friends for six years or more,
Seven the luckiest but dumped in ****, especially in knowing
This is supposed to be the halfway mark to a forever duo.
Who needs a duo when you have a million chavs, million euro credit cards you don't offer to the poor
Dying for parties, dying for fun
Dying for a piece of your love.

More than a question about exams isn't too much to ask for, is it?
Support your business, congratulate you on the sixth kid you'll never look after yourself,
Maybe the seventh'll be more blessed
If it isn't born from a cheated partner, the one you fell out with me for.
Okay lack of morals, shove it up your emotionless *** of our memories
For I won't be licking it anymore.