I'll admit. I'm full of shit. That's how I know I love you. That's how I know I trust you. You're not sure if there's a right or wrong. But it feels like there is when I treat you like this. I go outside. I go outside. Texas I won't come home. Not even if you call. I can't hear you at all. I can't explain why it's a sin the state. I'm living in. I just feel so tired. I go outside. I go outside. My mouth is full your heart is an apple. My mouth is full your heart is an apple. Pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme. Please don't even call. I can't hear you at all.