Faults

I faulter.
I faulter, at your feet, I faulter.
Whose fault is this now? Who will you choose to blame?
I don't like the blame game. Joint effort, right? I'll faulter when making this decision.
My hesitancy will make me laughable to you, in yours eyes I am rendered a fool.
This will make a mockery of me. And yet, still, I will faulter. At your feet I shall fall. I shall be weak, as a child, starved of your love, your life, your kiss'.
I shall faulter before you, faulter before your love. You don't know how this hurts.

Really, really. You don't know how this hurts.

Too Good, number one

There is almost definitely something quite wrong with this man.

Cringin', Number One

Major flashback. I love this song, though it's totally shameful to admit. Also, my first boyfriend was obsessed with this guy. Cannot believe I lost my virginity to that motherfucker. Gross, innit.