Why are there some people that have no ******* concept of personal space? Standing within 1 foot of me is too ******* close.
I had Taco Bueno for lunch. I am a loaded gun. Next one gets too close gets nuked.
Disclaimer: If it's one of the Accounting chicks, I don't mind.
You paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy's dream you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye
Woha! You're a loaded gun
Whoa! There's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done