what do you mean you can’t hang out i showered for this
i shaved for this
i put a bra on for you.
i got off tumblr for you
i am wearing real pants
I went outside
i got out of bed
i woke up
Twelve hundred years I’ve had to live and learn
And you could never guess the things I’ve seen.
But there’s one thing—one world that I let burn
It haunts me still, and I can’t be redeemed.
They say I’ll always help, but not that day.
That man was not the Doctor, he was War.