Well my tears falling down as I try to forget, her love was a joke from the day that we met. All of the words, all of her men, All of my pain when I think back to when.

Remember her hair as it shone in the sun, the smell of the bed when I knew what she'd done. Tell yourself over and over you won't ever need her again.

بس.

فکر کنم واقعنی teacher's pet شدم

من چیکار کنم که شبیه ویل گراهامه خب

بگذریم

خونه رویاهام:

Hello, God... This is Peter Parker. Can I ask a favor? I know I've been your personal cat toy for the last few years...but can we not do that to me again for a while? Not real long, I know the odds on that are about zero...but just for a little while. Say...fifty or sixty years? I mean, that's not long in your terms, right? Just kidding, God... Just kidding. But I'll bet you knew that, didn't you?