ere I am, as ever I am, can tell I am the way you let me be. Hope to stand at last, hope to stand at least. Phew, it’s what it is, some stuff and things, some unjust love. Can’t understand, don’t know how I always say I love you. My friend is right: I always fall in love. I’m telling you, I’m scared to be alone. It always goes like that, it always goes like death.