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| If you're gonna rip my heart out can you use a knife thats dull and rust in color |
| 02.15.04 (7:51 am) [edit] |
[b]last night was o.k i guess... :? i duno i felt weird..i kinda felt out of place... :? i duno...i did have fun though..
:arrow: me and chris kept trying to get amanda to eat a banana chip..((they ARE good)) but she wouldnt so i shoved one in her mouth and closed it and she had to eat it..oh my it was grand...
:arrow: and this one excercise machine was hillarious...we kept going round and round and i was flying abby up haha it was fun..
:arrow: then my sister took everyone home...i brushed my teeth...put pj pants on and climbed into bed which i was rudly awakend by my cat knocking almost everyhing off of my dresser :evil: what a jerk!!
:?: i duno what im gonna do today...hmm probably nothing knowing me... :? :? :roll:
::MuSiC:: Rough Draft -Yellowcard
::MoOd:: okay.. :?
heres Rough Draft...
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
before you knew that I was there
So you wrote it down
I'm supposed to care
Even though it's never there
Sorry if I'm not prepared
Is it hard to see the things you substitute
For me and all my thoughts of you
It's eating me alive to leave you
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
I'm breathing in your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside
And if it's healthier to leave you be
may a sickness come and set me free
Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me
I'm finding my own words, my own little stage
my own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear
From the start it was shaky and the characters rash,
A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
are friendly intentions and fair-weather smiles
And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
you're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there[/b]
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posted by: amanda (reply)
post date: 02.15.04 (9:04 am)
You wouldn't ever get in the way...
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