look at me nothing bad is ever going to happen to you again although you are a solid pile of hate you re still pretty like a cake pulling out a bat at the kill me court slaps me that i can t handle you but yes no yes no yes tell me how to love boy soprano take me away from here boy soprano where will we go tonight boy soprano do what you can to shock me boy soprano boy boy boy when you get to be my age the police don t assume that you still like to light things on fire bearing that in mind i wouldn t trust me either but it was the two of us watching two bunnies hop across the peach street gang yes no yes no yes confide in me you don t want to die look back from the stains on my gloves to the stains on yours thank you for telling me vodka is a poncy drink but little man the handball is in your court boy soprano take me away from here boy soprano where will we go tonight boy soprano do what you can to shock me boy soprano i hope you make it i hope you have1