DOLORES DEI - She doesn't know what to say.
YOU - “I'm so fucking normal right now.”
DOLORES DEI - “Yes. Okay. I'm glad.”
DOLORES DEI - She doesn't know what to say.
YOU - “I'm so fucking normal right now.”
DOLORES DEI - “Yes. Okay. I'm glad.”
DOLORES DEI - “Yes. But that time is gone now. So *very* gone.”
DOLORES DEI - “Yes. But that time is gone now. So *very* gone.”
DOLORES DEI - “I'm not that either... Can't I just *be?*”
DOLORES DEI - “I'm not that either... Can't I just *be?*”
SUGGESTION - Stop making her angry. She won't start loving you again if you call her a *mass murderer.* Seriously.
SUGGESTION - Stop making her angry. She won't start loving you again if you call her a *mass murderer.* Seriously.
DOLORES DEI - She sighs and looks over her shoulder.
SUGGESTION - What are you *doing?* Stop saying things like that.
DOLORES DEI - She sighs and looks over her shoulder.
SUGGESTION - What are you *doing?* Stop saying things like that.
i like to laugh, but i don't like to hear my laugh.
i like to dance, but i don't like to see me dance.
i like to smile, but i don't like to see my mouth.
i like to laugh, but i don't like to hear my laugh.
i like to dance, but i don't like to see me dance.
i like to smile, but i don't like to see my mouth.
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know. Please...”
YOU - “Why? Why can't we be together?”
DOLORES DEI - “Harry, we can't be together because you're insane.” Her eyes turn to sorrowful ovals.
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know. Please...”
YOU - “Why? Why can't we be together?”
DOLORES DEI - “Harry, we can't be together because you're insane.” Her eyes turn to sorrowful ovals.