Last Song (Just A Waste of Paper) |
Many start around youBut never finishNot worth my inkYou take it anywayI can't stop Until every wordYou don't deserve Is perfect
CHORUSSometimes songsAren't something To sing aboutSometimes I Don't wa...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 20:15:00 GMT |
Loves Defintion is Just a Bunch of Words that dont Exist |
I love you moreThan words can writeSo when I try to find them They don’t come outThe pen dries up I have to start overBut for you I don’t mindCHORUSNothing in this worldCould push me awayN...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 16:43:00 GMT |
A Little Bit About Me |
If you really care or wonder who I am. Here are some things you might want to know.-I love being outside alone just listening to the birds and watching the wind blow the trees-I write and attempt to s...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 13:16:00 GMT |
what do i really think of you (this just seems fun) |
Post me a little comment and I'll post you a little comment back telling you exactly what I think of you!!!I thought this looked fun and all the cool kids are doing it so there you go, that's my reaso...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 22:42:00 GMT |
Addiction |
( this has two meanings about the cigarettes i smoke...... well the character in this song it reminds me of whoever because....: 1) he smoked so the smell and the taste bring back memori...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Dec 2007 12:03:00 GMT |
question |
why if you say you dont date black people or latino or white people people say you are racist?butif you say you dont date males or females you arent sexist??
Posted by on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 23:35:00 GMT |
Diary?? |
I never understood the concept of a "diary". Why do I want to write letters to... myself? I can just do that out loud. of course this is supposedly the "sane" way of talking to yourself. So I think di...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 09:21:00 GMT |
Something More Than Predictablity |
I must need another Accident to find me To show me how to live Not falling back into This whirlpool Hollywood calls living CHORUS Decorate your notebooks With the words I'm singing I want the worl...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 22:38:00 GMT |
you were wrong |
No, I don't miss you No matter what you've heard Through the grape vine I'm making it on my own Even if alone is on the streets CHORUS Too independant To take your hand Too stuborn To ask for help I...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 22:38:00 GMT |
denial |
This is only an illusion Figment of imagination Waiting up for The phone to ring You haven't let go CHORUS You made my scars Don't take the bullet From my head I'm not ready to forget To face it, to...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 22:37:00 GMT |
