Luka (Suzanne Vega)
My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
I think it's because I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
Yes I think I'm okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am
Me: You... you were not abused!
Remus: *hurt* And how would you know?
Me: I just... know... um... Well, dammit, I'm not writing a fic about it! *pouts* I've already got you self-mutilating with Harry in tow...
Remus: *scoffs* That's hardly a stretch. It says in the book that I cut and scratched at myself! *abruptly, Harry appears and latches onto his arm. They give each other little lovey-dovey smiles*
Me: As a werewolf, not as a human being!
Remus: Well, it transfers... *hugs Harry tighter*
Me: And don't even get me started on that awful Remus!torture bunny you gave me... Sheesh... more like a vampire bunny...
Remus: Hmm... vampires...
Me: Oh, no you don't!
