How dare you use Frank Sinatra against me.
Everything else, fine, but
Frank was mine.
I'm sick to my stomach.
You stabbed me with the dullest blade possible.
It's in deep, and I'm bleeding everywhere.
But you can't use Frank Sinatra in this battle,
it's absolutely cruel.
I gave you Frank in love, and you use him in hate.
I have never been so disgusted with you as I am now.
I want my Frank Sinatra albums back, you don't
understand the real meaning of love.
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 6:44 AM UTC
How dare you use Frank Sinatra against me.
Everything else, fine, but
Frank was mine.
I'm sick to my stomach.
You stabbed me with the dullest blade possible.
It's in deep, and I'm bleeding everywhere.
But you can't use Frank Sinatra in this battle,
it's absolutely cruel.
I gave you Frank in love, and you use him in hate.
I have never been so disgusted with you as I am now.
I want my Frank Sinatra albums back, you don't
understand the real meaning of love.
