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"baby, yes i feel stupid to call you but i'm lonely and i don't think you meant it when you said you couldn't love me and i thought maybe if i kissed the way you do you'd feel it too." he said, "I'm sorry, so sorry i'm sorry, so sorry" he grabs my wrists as my fingers turn into angry fists and i whisper, "why can't you love me? I'll change for you I'll play the part." |
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It's fine, all right, you can stay the night, but please be gone by next morning's light. Oh, please don't pout. Don't cause a scene. Oh, babygirl, don't be mad at me. |
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| 08:02am 25/11/2009 | |||||
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No one can hurt you like your friends Let down your guard and they’ll get in Their ammunition never ends No one can hurt you like your friends I got no friends as I have lost them Down the steepest ridges I have tossed them I burned our bridges while we crossed them I got no friends now I have lost them I hurt the ones that love me ‘cause you don’t, you don’t, you don’t They look at me and seem to see complexity you won’t I hurt the ones that love me ‘cause you don’t you don’t you don’t’ |
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| 09:09pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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I wear the smile, I wear the laugh I'm in the backstage changing hats I am a weekday on weekends I hate my best friends Spoke and choked, I burnt my notes This heart drones as I try and act adult But like a walkman falls to pieces All parts no heart |
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| 08:54pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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I was sleeping My eyes were dark Til you woke me And told me that opening is just the start it was Now I see you, til kingdom come You're the one I want To see me for all the stupid shit I've done |
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| 08:28pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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I know there aren't too many people Who allow themselves to say what they feel, So I was watching your eyes, In case they just might say something |
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| 08:23pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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Will you kiss me again so I can pretend we're kissing for the first time Because when we kissed for the first time I was distracted. I couldn't believe it was true that I was truly really finally kissing you. Will you hug me again so I can pretend we're embracing for the first time. Cause when you held me for the first time I lost my senses. I couldn't believe it was real Inside I was laughing and dancing like peppermint eels You are a miracle like Madeline Meech consoling moaning stallions on the beach. While they choke up foam for the tide hahahahaha hahahahaha May we dance again so I can pretend we're dancing for the first time Because when we danced for the first time I was so nervous. I could hardly stay on my feet. My felicity must not have been very discreet. Will you give me your hand so I can pretend I'm holding it for the first time? Let's do everything for the first time forever. And if forever you are my friend I'll never ever feel unhappy again |
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| 08:16pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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I was never young even as a child I was never young I always felt beguiled No I just never smiled But you you have a glow glow from an innocence I’ll never know Cause I was never young even as a boy No I was never young, kindness seemed a ploy to temper or alloy But you you have a mind full of a wonderment I’ll never find Cause I was never young Ever since I was a kid I’ve been a brutal basket cast Ever since I was a kid I’ve been a brooding basket case |
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| 07:51pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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lyrics like "its whatever cuz i am way to good for you" or "i am so much better than that shit!" thanks!! grrr. :) |
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| 07:45pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black And I held my tongue as she told me "Son, fear is the heart of love" So I never went back |
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| 07:12pm 24/11/2009 | |||||
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dear you, i have something embarrassing to admit. i'm not over you. i always think i am but. you texted me the other day and now i can't get you out of my head. i swear you do it just to prove you still have control. everytime i start to get happy. you know how bad it is? You were the first person I'd ever done anything physical with. Now every time I do something physical with someone, or I touch myself, I cry afterwards. All I can think of is you. And I know how stupid that is. |
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we've been drawing ducks falling inlove walking along in the rain lights reflecting all over the place oh and he doesn't like the rain i love the serious look on his face time rushing by falling and fading like i was saying and i swear he stopped time just one look in his eyes he's got the prettiest eyes i'm still scared out of my mind mind. oh he's the thunder and lighting and calm before and after he's the main character in this current chapter i could draw ducks for him all day and we could put them in the sea to swim away its the memories that make us memories that shape us keep adding up and they'll never subtract your gaining things you'll never give back which is strange, because it feels like you're giving away as you go through life day after day oh but i love how you're so together because i'm all over the place and i love how you smile and your very serious face |
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| 01:36pm 23/11/2009 | |||||
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Let's drink to memories we shared Down one for all the hopes and cares Here's two for being unaware That you're gone Because before too long you'll be a memory |
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| 11:25pm 22/11/2009 | |||||
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by the time you read this, i hope to be dead. you can't undo something that's happened; you can't take back a word that's already been said out loud. you'll think about me and wish that you had been able to talk me out of this. you'll try to figure out what would have been the one right thing to say, to do. i guess i should tell you, "don't blame yourself; this isn't your fault." but that would be a lie. we both know that i didn't get here by myself. you'll cry, at my funeral. you'll say it didn't have to be this way. you will act like everyone expects you to. but will you miss me? more importantly, will i miss you? does either one of us really want to hear the answer to that question? |
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| 11:09pm 22/11/2009 | |||||
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you used to be one of the rotten ones and i liked you for that now you're all gone, got your makeup on and you're not coming back can't you come back? |
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Two years and i still feel the same about you. Two years and im still just as in love with you. Two years and we still know baby. We were supposed to grow old together. --- any lyrics on something like that? My ex&i can't move on. we've tried and nada. Thanks |
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| 01:43pm 22/11/2009 | |||||
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Dear Chanelle You were my whole world. I did everything to try make you happy but it was like trying to refill a leaking bucket. I hope one day you go through a crisis that teaches you to have empathy for your future husband - who obviously won't be me. It will stand you in good stead for your career. You only ever thought of yourself and your nymphomaniacal vagina in this relationship. The sex was bad, but so was the stress I was under. The business was getting better right at the time you decided to throw the towel in. You're a fucking quitter. You're not strong enough for me. I want a woman. I haven't come inside a woman for over 3 years. Do you realise how stressful that makes sex for a man? What sort of compromise I resorted to because I wanted to be with you? How I could never face you in the morning because your breath was so bad - do you know how much that upset me? You're so stubborn and want everything your way. Sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the greater good. You'll realise this one day when you wake up next to your new ugly little Samoan boyfriend and think, fuck, Neil was actually creating an awesome life, and I could've been part of it. But I'm so short-sighted. You'll realise even quicker one day when your parents stop paying for everything. That won't happen though. Princess will always have Daddy's credit card. I should probably thank you for letting me off the hook of bad sex, arguments and a monocular life in that shit hole area. I fucking loved you. And I fucking hate you for making me extinguish this unwavering devotion I had for you, even though you treated me like shit. I grew to love you after you pursued me relentlessly and I really didn't want anything to do with you because you were, and still are, a nosy fucking Parker: Opening my mail, searching my laptop and checking my cell phone. Your insecurities impact your own self esteem - I have fuck all to do with that. I would look at you and think you were the cutest thing since sliced bread. I considered spending the rest of my days with you at the expense of my own values. But I guess with your shitty appreciation for the dollar, some way you would've destroyed me. Possibly. I could be wrong, but I'm angry. And you're young. Too young with no life experience to understand any of this... really. One day you'll wake up when that huge, ugly tattoo from your new boyfriend is melting down your flank, over your muffin roll because you've stopped working out after the birth of your ugly Samoan baby, and think, "Dammit, the grass isn't greener." Have a crisis, for God's sake. It will make you softer and more appealing as a person who can really listen when your "One" tells you he's depressed, is borderline bankrupt and needs help. That won't happen of course - I forgot - you're at personal training today. Have a great life. The one who loved you and never asked for anything, ever, Neil. |
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When you smile, I melt inside I'm not worthy for a minute of your time I really wish it was only me and you I'm jealous of everybody in the room Please don't look at me with those eyes Please don't hint that you're capable of lies I dread the thought of our very first kissA target that i'm probably gonna miss |
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| 05:33pm 20/11/2009 | |||||
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I still have these memories, But we'll never see what we could have been. Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now? Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go? Remember, cause that's all you can do. We'll never make another memory, We'll never make another memory. I wish I'd have died in your arms the last time we were together, So I wouldn't have to wake without you today. |
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