#*storislove

And you wipe away your tears I'll be standing right here You'll have nothing more to fear Oh, my tortured boy Oh, my tortured boy You don't have to hurt yourself For the evils in your past You don't have to ask a god Whether you are good or bad Because I know you And I know your love is true You, you, your hurtful days are through I don't want to bathe I'm afraid I'll lose your smell I don't want to sleep In case you have to call Oh, my tortured boy Oh, my tortured boy