Too hopeful

Then crying, my eyes fall out and dangle on a string
My grasp stinks and the fun is yous as long as i'm in
I'll get out but it needs more than big tender shouts
When i'm free we can get it on with bitter honey

I'll try i'll cry I buy Get away from you
You tell love hell nice smell and it's with her now
A pick up truck in luck that you've got me now
In time we're fine drink wine cos im rid of her

I will get out and you will phone
When i get out where is my home

I'll try get away from you.