...And so typically And so typically Soft, set back and perfectly dropped Tough and learn, and so perfectly taught I am as he does You are as she was And thats because And thats because But you never try But you never try Cause conflict and make your top pick Restitch my ripped jeans And take the old ones Take the old ones out back Sew them tight at the seams please Ive got so many ripped knees
Im selfish as selfish as comes Youre giving me a run for my money Honey
This is a hint that you take And you pull and you find a way to get out of what you got yourself into But when you try But when you try to get out youll never find That most definitely I will be attracted to you If you pick my left side Because you know how we do
Im selfish as selfish as comes Youre giving me a run for my money Honey
a good song ^. yeah, i just discovered cute is what we aim for. yeah. good. *sigh* oh why must i be plagued by this Schitzo disorder? i mean really. when i'm at school or out with people, and most of the time on the phone i'm completely happy and friendly, perky and smiling.
but now, alone at home, i isolate myself, alone down here at the computer. It's like i try to make myself sad. i don't know why. but i do. it's so weird. I act like a classic 'emo'. which personally confuses me. I mean why do i automatically assume no one like me, misses me, or even thinks about me..what i'm doing and such.
I sit and think. think about everything i'm missing out on, think about what i could change, how i could change it, things i should do that i'm not. all that stuff. For instance, so far it's come across my mind twice to walk upstairs and tell my mom about phill, that i'm just trying to act emo, that i may be in fact emo, that i'm just a little loser with no life::... etc.
I've got the gift of one liners And you've got the curse of curves And with this gift I compose words And the question that comes forward Are you perspiring from the irony Or sweatin' to these lyrics And this just in You're a dead fit But my wit won't allow it The inside lingo had me at hello And we go where the money goes The inside lingo had me at hello And we go where the money goes
I want someone provocative and talkative But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower From what I've heard with skin you'll win
Her bone structure screams "Touch her! Touch her!" And she's got the curse of curves So with the combination of my gift with one liners And my way My way with words...
.!conoclast. · Tue May 09, 2006 @ 10:52pm · 3 Comments |