Rotten Girl, Grotesque Romance

Was I born to be in love with you?

Through this wall I mumble alone, "love me"

I keep hunting out your personal love information

In the closed door of myself

I wish I could touch your face, stroke your face

My sweetheart!

Oh my, oh my you have a guest?

What a pretty girl she is

Tell me how much you love her

I'll kill her and pack her up

Burning photos of that girl

I wonder what she's doing now LOL

You can do anything you want to me

Because I love you this much, see?

I want to keep you

Completely riveted

And I want to have a collection of you

Why are you crying?

What wrong? Oh, this one?

I'll affectionaly hold a cardboard box

That you will be put into when you're dead

I'll put a present behind the door

A kitten head every single day for you, a cat lover

Burning photos of that girl

I wonder if she ever existed LOL

"I love you" such a cliche doesn't satisfy me

But makes me want to puke

"I will..."

"Eternally"

"Love You..."