Of loving handsomers you flote with grace, br If only you would hide your face, br Kind, Intelligent, Sexy and hot, br This describes everything you're not, br I want sweet embrace, br But don't take the paper-bag off your face, br I love your eyes, your lips your smile, br Damn I good at telling a lie, br I see your face when I'm dreaming, br That's why I always wake up screaming, br My love for you, No words can tell, br Except for maybe ' GO TO HELL! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 'br br Shutter Queenbr br