He asked me to marry him. I said no, I'm not that kind of girl. I'm not. He is asking someone else right now.

the crowd has made me nervous
i came here for the money and the music
but now i am sweaty and alone with too many strangers to look at
they move quickly, i can't keep my eye on them
who knows what they're doing behind my back
drink slowly, then drive
breath... until he chokes me
thank him, it's polite
try not to fuck it up
just fuck it up
i say 'you know you love me' he says 'yeah, i do'
it's late
let it all burn