John - Paris Monster

I’ve just come to realise

That you don’t get to know

How I’m satified

That a long way will go

All of your unconditional love

Alll of your unconditional love

Isn’t the one you held tight

Isn’t the John you’ve known

Try as I might could’ve grown

(?) unconditional love you

None of ya’ll will unconditional love you like John

None of ya’ll will unconditional love you

None of ya’ll will unconditional love you —

Like you are the only thing I price

Only thing I own

Leave now, she cried

Leave what I’ve grown

Oh, run, run, run, run from your mom now

Run, run, run, run from your mom now

Hey

Run, run, run, run from your mom now

Run, run, run, run from your mom now

Run, run, run, run from your mom now

Six wasn’t quite right

Your voice only drowned

Never sweet, never quite ripe

Never once (?)

But I was in quite, quite, quite, quite conditional love

Undersexed, overthrown

But I was in quite, quite, quite, quite conditional love

Undersexed, overthrown

But I was in quite, quite, quite, quite conditional love

But I was in quite, quite, quite, quite conditional love

But I was in quite, quite, quite, quite conditional love