You weren't lyin' when you said you were a fuck-up.

Well, there goes any chances of you buying me groceries or me getting any money back. Now you're gonna be in jail for a long time, and you only had a couple weeks of probation left. That's just sad.

It's always been you.

I'm happy that i'm with you again, i so am. You claim to want to marry me, and you said that if you could support us right now you'd do it tomorrow because that's how much you love me. It's such a great feeling to know all of this. But that girl, your friend, the one who is trying to fuck it up, she needs to go. Like soon.