June 2008
12 posts
a hurried lecture won’t appease the giant hole in my heart you don’t even come in handy make faces, smile, frown where makeup and cry and lie down explain, explain, explain it’s not working anymore a few stories won’t calm the giant storm in my soul you can’t even come in quietly quick glances, smoke and sit and bury silently your face, again, again and again, and...
No
in the dark shade where we laid you were crimson from my worried words and still I relapsed and sat there “comfortably” don’t kid myself I can’t anymore I couldn’t refuse your voice and now stuck I cringe at the thought of committing this crime you have a way lunatic, of hurting subtly me, on a limb where I shouldn’t travel but do, for you and now, I’m...
no idea
fate fell at my feet and should I let go or move on? well, I forgot and drove on well, it’s a bit of a bitch but I feel happy now are you happy now? I had my fill of fun and do I put my feet in the snow? or settle and let you go? I took two steps from you but I can’t remember if I still care I can’t remember if I should care you shook my hand; and you’re strong but still on...
well I’d pawn my heart if I thought you’d break it sell my soul if I thought you’d take it but every smile, conversation lets me know you’re only in it for love
every smile, conversation, lets me know
some things will never change I guess I’ll be fine but you’ve been so stained and I don’t want your pain anymore
I will always play my hand and I will always be forgotten
I guess I should get used to this like I got used to you but maybe this can break my heart like you used to
I will always play my hand and I will always be forgotten
some things will never change cut me free...
4 tags
YES
The Kings of Leon are amazing. I don’t give two shits what anyone else thinks, because if they think otherwise they’re wrong. I have one piece of advice for you cunts:
Just like the old saying, “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover”, don’t judge a band by whether or not it’s full of assholes.
It angers me deeply when this conversation happens:
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I'll take all that nothing over nothing at all
well I’m just a hallway for ceilings and walls an emptiness, all the way through you know you’re asking too much to be held and not touched but somehow that’s just what you do
I'm pearly like the whites of your eyes
Today is
I don’t think you’re a devil you sure aren’t red and you’re a friend
I’m not a girl
and she’s supposing
I could be mean
but she’s just opposing
she’ll swoon for other one
and I’m just the neighbor
outnumbered and I’m vagabond
she don’t want the latter
her dream is a sunday
with asshole and he’s awesome
no substance in his soul
or shirt’s’yet to blossom
she keeps her fairytales
in her little...
rise and shine
rise and shine
all you gold-digging mothers
are you too good to tango
with the poor-poor boys?
that’s when I knew you
you might be lonely too
that’s what I wished for
somebody just like you
to tell me what to do
honestly
and leave me like you found me
can you believe it?
I’m somebody just like you
content with being blue
honestly
leave me like you found me
I sit on the couch alone
where you sit
when I’m not home
and I feel so close
to you
and down...