You look like the perfect fit for a girl in need of a tourniquet. But can you save me... from the ranks of the freaks who suspect they can never love anyone? Because I can tell you know what it's like, the long farewell of a hunger strike. But can you save me? Come on and save me. If you could save me from the ranks of the freaks who suspect they can never love anyone... but the freaks who suspect they can never love anyone.

Aimee Mann, "Save Me"