Entry: Hear my c r y. . . . . Oct 3, 2004



You're So Last Summer
--Taking Back Sunday
She said, Don't...don't let it go to your head. Boys like you are a dime a dozen, Boys like you are a dime a dozen. She said...You're a touch over-rated. You're a lush, and I hate it. But these grass stains on my knees, They won't mean a thing [Chorus] And all I need to know is that I'm something you'll be missin' Well, maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that far Maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that.. I'd never lie to you Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to The truth...is you could slit my throat And with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt [Chorus] Cuz I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions This'll be the last chance you'll get to drop my name Cuz I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions This'll be the last time you'll get to drop my name If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar Maybe I should hate you for this Maybe I should hate you for this

if you just kinda switch the genders... these two songs describe how i feel right now...


 

Baby Blue
--The Early November

It's a faster growing green That flows through these leaves I have, I try I guess we'll be alright Way to try I got a line for you from me, better nice A beautiful baby blue sky that's looking up at you Now watch it fade away But it's okay to come around When nights like this are never ending I tried so hard to make this perfect You and I somehow We can't see eye to eye together We always knew that you worked better I know you want it all and you got me Sorry I never was everything you ever dreamed But kept at bay for just in case that day But it's okay to come around When nights like this are never ending I tried so hard to make this perfect You and I somehow We can't see eye to eye together We always knew that you worked better I don't want you to love me anymore With my bags packed and ready to go Nothing's ever hurt so much for me than to let you go With my bags packed and ready to go Nothing's ever hurt so much for me than to let you go

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