Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I hate when people who really aren't important act like they are. To me, at least. It's quite unfortunate. Open your eyes.
If my vanity doesn't kill me, then tomorrow will.

Theme of the day: ferocity.


I can't belive what you said to me
Last night when we were alone
You threw your hands up
Baby you gave up, you gave up

I can't believe how you looked at me
With your James Dean glossy eyes
In your tight jeans with your long hair
And your cigarette stained lies

Could we fix you, if you broke?
And is your punch line just a joke?

I'll never talk again
Oh boy you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless

I can't believe how you slurred at me
With your half wired broken jaw
You popped my heart seams
On my bubble dreams, bubble dreams

I can't believe how you looked at me
With your Johnnie Walker eyes
He's gonna get you and after he's through
There's gonna be no love left to rye

And I know that it's complicated
But I'm a loser in love
So baby raise a glass to mend
All the broken hearts
Of all my wrecked up friends

I'll never talk again
Oh boy you've left me speechless
Youve left me speechless so speechless

I'll never love again,
Oh friend you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless

How?

And after all the drinks and bars that we've been to
Would you give it all up?
Could I give it all up for you?

And after all the boys and girls that we've been through
Would you give it all up?
Could you give it all up?

If I promise to you boy
That I'll never talk again
And I'll never love again
I'll never write a song
Won't even sing along

I'll never love again
So speechless
You left me speechless, so speechless
Why you so speechless, so speechless?

Will you ever talk again?
Oh boy, why you so speechless?
You've left me speechless

Some men may follow me
But you choose "death and company"
Why you so speechless?




...just wait 'til you hear mine. This song's about you and me. She even gets in the part about your stupid broken jaw.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

It was good to see that smile of yours I've been dying so long to see.
And I'm glad that it was because of me. It seems like ages since I've seen that smile.
So unique, so genuine.
People who don't know you might think that you were angry, but I know that it's just you trying to hold back.
You always held back. Your emotions, your love. I hated it. I hate you for it.
I miss you loving me, and I miss loving you.
But it's probably for the better, no matter how hard I try to convince you and myself.
I hate how you shut me out. And I wish you wouldn't.
Just know that I loved you before and I always will.
No matter what we've been through. Nothing will ever change that.

Be safe, and be good.
Yours always.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

It's almost as if I never left.
You better have been singing "ticket to ride" the day the I left.