Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Not that I'm being forced to blog...of course not...

And today, indeed was a date, And while...I will shall miss you, whilst you disappear, there isn't much I can do, but spend what little time I have this week with you...

Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

I'm sorry, I have a sudden affection for Bohemian Rhapsody....

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth