I read your blog... which is the place I got these lyrics.

I wish I could help you feel better, that there was some instant magical pill or word or touch or at least a fail-proof lie detector. I wish that people could be what we believed them to be. I feel like crying for you right now, and I mean it, because you are the last person on earth to deserve all this...

I revise what I said, because I know you don't believe in just screaming and thrashing it all out (and look what you did to your wardrobe... got a sore toe). But after reading your blog I took a look at our e-mails too (I saved them as well) and I want you to know that YOU DID EVERYTHING RIGHT... you stuck to what you wanted and managed to overcome that fear at least for all this while -- now isn't that a triumph on your part? -- and you tried, you really really did try, despite all those emotional hurdles and everything, and IF THERE IS ONE PERSON IN THIS WORLD WHO OUGHT TO BE SHOT, IT SHOULD BE THAT CHEATING, LYING, LOW-LIFE TWO-TIMING SCUMBAG.

I hope that you will continue to believe in love, and hope, and trust, all those fast fading things. DON'T LET THAT BE SOMETHING ANYONE CAN EVER TAKE AWAY FROM YOU. LEAST OF ALL THAT EMOTIONAL FUCKWIT.

2 + 2 = 5
Radiohead

Are you such a dreamer
To put the world to rights
I'll stay home forever
Where two and two always makes a five

I'll lay down the tracks
Sandbag and hide
January has April showers
And two and two always makes a five