i hate this place where everyone wants to be the same thing, the same person
who wants the same things, the same people
lets do something different for a change
lets be more than this, more than just built us suspence the the wake of an accident
cant i have dreams of driving off into sunsets with my best friends, just watching life pass us by
im afraid to say no when someone asks if i want to go to college
i just say i dont know, hoping they'll get the hint and go away
but they never do
Tonight lets drive around
Wasting this desert town
Nothing can tear us down, now
Cause you are the best thing we could ever ask for
You broke every heart from the stage to the door
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Saturday, August 18, 2007
lets burn down something beautiful
i found a boy that i like no matter how he dresses or what he does.
i swore to never look at boys like him but somehow i dont care anymore. he might be everything to me and i wont take the chance to shut him out just becuase we're different. we have things in common i've never had with any other boy and i wont shut him out, i wont.
hes better than the boy who cried commitment.
..honestly why do i even mention him anymore? i wont, i promise.
i'll wake up to another 4 asprin morning and get the courage to ask her if she can have him hang out with us again.
and maybe this time i wont be tangled in lies again.
i swore to never look at boys like him but somehow i dont care anymore. he might be everything to me and i wont take the chance to shut him out just becuase we're different. we have things in common i've never had with any other boy and i wont shut him out, i wont.
hes better than the boy who cried commitment.
..honestly why do i even mention him anymore? i wont, i promise.
i'll wake up to another 4 asprin morning and get the courage to ask her if she can have him hang out with us again.
and maybe this time i wont be tangled in lies again.
Friday, August 10, 2007
how's the weather up there?
all these painful memories im forced to relive is a constant reminder of how alive i actually am.
the bench, the stairs, the grass and the places we used to live like summer is forever. things that sound sweet when you still feel alive but after, you look at them and you wish you still felt the same. but yesterday is something i cant fix, i cant fix this alone. i cant fix what i broke all alone. you came and you went and im still wondering why.
he never wanted me to go but he told me to anyways and he left without a reason why.
and the clock seems to tick the same, sound seems to feel the same but i never fully healed. im starting to remove the stitches so i can fully make a recovery but i'll still have a scar, a small one but big enough for me to remember sometimes when im wondering how it happened. thats when i'll remeber the boy who made me realize that good things dont last.
and the clock remind me of summer.
the bench, the stairs, the grass and the places we used to live like summer is forever. things that sound sweet when you still feel alive but after, you look at them and you wish you still felt the same. but yesterday is something i cant fix, i cant fix this alone. i cant fix what i broke all alone. you came and you went and im still wondering why.
he never wanted me to go but he told me to anyways and he left without a reason why.
and the clock seems to tick the same, sound seems to feel the same but i never fully healed. im starting to remove the stitches so i can fully make a recovery but i'll still have a scar, a small one but big enough for me to remember sometimes when im wondering how it happened. thats when i'll remeber the boy who made me realize that good things dont last.
and the clock remind me of summer.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Cause im a sucker for a good time
i think its hilarious that im too lazy too cook but i can walk 20 minutes to subway and back to get a sandwhich.
i'll pray to god tomorrow will be the day.
every word he writes makes me feel like trying to be just like him. the way he paints the page with vibrant colors and turns it into something beautiful. every sentence makes me want to write and write and write everything out. the way he could be talking about absolutely nothing but it makes me feel like someone out there understands how i feel and what i wish could be possible. every song makes me want to sing along regardless if i understand the meanings behind them or not. he is better than i could ever hope to be but i still hope i could one day think like him. this kid is peter wentz and he is a genius no matter what anyone else thinks.
i'll pray to god tomorrow will be the day.
every word he writes makes me feel like trying to be just like him. the way he paints the page with vibrant colors and turns it into something beautiful. every sentence makes me want to write and write and write everything out. the way he could be talking about absolutely nothing but it makes me feel like someone out there understands how i feel and what i wish could be possible. every song makes me want to sing along regardless if i understand the meanings behind them or not. he is better than i could ever hope to be but i still hope i could one day think like him. this kid is peter wentz and he is a genius no matter what anyone else thinks.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
I need caffeine in my bloodstream, I take caffeine in the bloodstream
i hate it when im dating someone, we break up and then we stop talking to each other.
i hate burning my bridges like that.
who would want that?
well im not going to care anymore, because he doesnt matter and i dont want to talk about him anymore, im tired of this shit.
p.s. i love it when i make fun of you and you smile :]
i hate burning my bridges like that.
who would want that?
well im not going to care anymore, because he doesnt matter and i dont want to talk about him anymore, im tired of this shit.
p.s. i love it when i make fun of you and you smile :]
Friday, August 3, 2007
im in the buisness of misery
im tired of this
forget love cause loves forgotten me
and forget him because what hes got is far worst than what i could ever do to him
its so easy for me to move on, its scary
and its not too bad, i might seem clingy sometimes but im really not
i move on fast so dont expect me to cry over you
work sucks i know but its fun to get paid to be bored and write lyrics.. not too bad for 7.50 an hour
well if im not in hell the whole time.. which if a certain person is there.. then i most definately wont be there
i think i'd rather have work than school but at least at school i can hang out with these kids, get into trouble and cause some damage
singing everywhere while making people pissed and annoyed at us & watching the tide roll in with my best friends..
thats better than anything i ever had with him.
forget love cause loves forgotten me
and forget him because what hes got is far worst than what i could ever do to him
its so easy for me to move on, its scary
and its not too bad, i might seem clingy sometimes but im really not
i move on fast so dont expect me to cry over you
work sucks i know but its fun to get paid to be bored and write lyrics.. not too bad for 7.50 an hour
well if im not in hell the whole time.. which if a certain person is there.. then i most definately wont be there
i think i'd rather have work than school but at least at school i can hang out with these kids, get into trouble and cause some damage
singing everywhere while making people pissed and annoyed at us & watching the tide roll in with my best friends..
thats better than anything i ever had with him.
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