Alice came to a fork in the road.
"Which road do I take?"
she asked.
"Where do you want to go?" responded the Cheshire cat.
"I don't know," Alice answered.
"Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."
You're cynical and beautiful
You always make a scene
You're monochrome, delerious
You're nothing that you seem
I'm drownin in your vanity
Your laugh is a disease
You're dirty and you're sweet
You know you're everything to me
About me:
