I'm lost in adolescent wet dreams that don't come fast enough
You should have seen the look on your face
The made up faces of people used to light a city grid
This isn't for me
This just isn't for me
The cat is out of the bag
You've got a lot to lose, but don't worry;
The feeling is mutual
All bets are off
Every gain is void
Next time, try to put some pride into your work