Woorden: Kind Of Like Spitting. Bridges Worth Burning. He Calls Me.

He calls me, nearly every day with what he's thinking, he calls me, because his world is cruel, because I am cruel, he calls me. And sex almost always comes up, sex almost always comes up, I wonder what he's really thinking, when he pulls the hair off my face. I wonder what he's really after, he's got movies at his place, I wonder what he's really wanting. Is he lying right to my face? Is he lying right to my face? Soul converter! Soul converter! Soul converter! I'm gonna act like I never ever heard of ya! He calls me every day