Inofficial documents, RNBA dude To tolerate myself when I was in a stew
Of contrary wives, those times that I confess You look much better You look much better when you're undressed
For the record, for the record In order to conceal myself, in order to be the same
It isn't me that's using you, it's you that's using me I suppose you could exist without talking at all
Like going on holiday, sending back a postcard that said I'll call For the record, for the record
In order to conceal myself, in order to be the same
In order to conceal myself, in order to be the same
In order to conceal myself, in order to be the same
