Should I be ashamed to love?
It doesn't seem to have ever been reciprocated much
And this latest one
She's somehow got so deep underneath my skin
It's like I can feel her very essence running through my blood
The begrudging time she affords me an unhappy substitute for her touch
But even if she returned my love
Would that be enough?
Her embrace won't stop me from turning to dust
Maybe my pain is just too much
Just ask Kirsten Dunst.