Birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but sadly, we don't speak bird. My girl my girl don't lie to me, where did you sleep last night?
Oh Kurt, if you were still alive, if y-
ou looked into my eyes and i in your
s, then you'd fall in love with me a-
nd i'd fall in love with you.