Sorry for another song lyric post.
even though nobody reads this.
this song is like the definition of my life.
i over analyze much too much.
oops.
here they are:
If you wanna be my friend
You want us to get along
Please do not expect me to
Wrap it up and keep it there
The observation I am doing could
Easily be understood
As cynical demeanour
But one of us misread...
And what do you know
It happened again
A friend is not a means
You utilize to get somewhere
Somehow I didn't notice
friendship is an end
What do you know
It happened again
How come no-one told me
All throughout history
The loneliest people
Were the ones who always spoke the truth
The ones who made a difference
By withstanding the indifference
I guess it's up to me now
Should I take that risk or just smile?
What do you know
It happened again
What do you know
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Just a song I heard this one time...
To the boy who should have loved me,
From the boy you could've had.
I promised not to send this letter,
I wouldn't want you to feel bad.
For not opening your heart to me,
For your unavailability.
I guess you're not required to like me,
But did you fake it just to spite me?
Well here's a little String-a-long song for you.
Just give up your pride, your past, your pain, your fear of intimacy
And string-a-long with me too.
Thanks for leading me on,
But this time I'm gonna be strong--
Although your disinterest kind of came as a surprise cause
You could see the sin and the sadness
And taste the gin and the madness
on my lips, and in my eyes well
I can't help that I wanna see you again.
But it takes two to start a string-a-long song
And only one... to make it end.
Well the Flake Syndrome is an epidemic
That spans the globe from town to town.
But I can't figure out why you put forth such an effort
To win me over, just to turn me down.
Cause your words are so soft and sweet,
But your actions are screaming.
And if you see me waiting around for you,
I hope you also see you're dreaming.
Well here's a little String-a-long song for you.
Just give up your pride, your past, your pain, your fear of intimacy
And string-a-long with me too.
Thanks for leading me on,
But this time I'm gonna be strong--
Although your disinterest kind of came as a surprise cause
You could see the sin and the sadness
And taste the gin and the madness
on my lips, and in my eyes well
I can't help that I wanna see you again.
But it takes two to start a string-a-long song
And only one... to make it end.
I know he'll break my heart,
I know I'll fall apart. And
I know because this is how it starts.
Maybe it's wrong of me...
To wish that we could be,
But your kiss matched mine
So perfectly.
Well here's a little String-a-long song for you.
Just give up your pride, your past, your pain, your fear of intimacy
And string-a-long with me too.
Thanks for leading me on,
But this time I'm gonna be strong--
I wish you weren't too scared to speak your goodbyes cause
The truth is I wish you well, thanks for saving me from hell
I owe you one of the few I got left of my nine lives.
Well, I can't help that I wanna see you again.
But it takes two to start a string-a-long song
And only one... to make it end.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
I just...
realized the world doesn't translate life the same way i do.
weird.
weird.
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