Should I be afraid that maybe they all know who I am?
Like how they know me by name, first and last.
and keep a close eye on me.
and keep me busy.
like how they know that i'm crazy?
what if she told them and they're making sure I don't like... kill someone. or something. that would suck.
I might.
20101117
20101102
My One Good Thing
I spent so long afraid of falling in love, and being saved that I avoided the possibility, and instead forced myself into relationships, thereby hurtling into a (seemingly) endless spiral of sadness and pain. So when someone told me that I too can be turned into an actually good person I refused to believe it, but God sent me an angel.
Well, the God there would be if there was one.
Regardless, he sent me an angel, someone to pull me out of this hole I dug for myself. She's a very very cute little girl who looked in the mirror while everyone was yelling at her "Don't do it, he's an asshole, he'll only hurt you." she looked in the mirror and said "Fuck the rules.
Fall in love."
So there.
There is something we can all learn.
We all have problems with people saying what's normal, and saying what to do.
Guys cant love guys.
You're too old for her.
He's too young for her.
She's poor.
He's black.
FUCK THE RULES.
fall in love.
Well, the God there would be if there was one.
Regardless, he sent me an angel, someone to pull me out of this hole I dug for myself. She's a very very cute little girl who looked in the mirror while everyone was yelling at her "Don't do it, he's an asshole, he'll only hurt you." she looked in the mirror and said "Fuck the rules.
Fall in love."
So there.
There is something we can all learn.
We all have problems with people saying what's normal, and saying what to do.
Guys cant love guys.
You're too old for her.
He's too young for her.
She's poor.
He's black.
FUCK THE RULES.
fall in love.
20101025
Dear UCs
This system doesn't work for me. I don't learn like the rest of them. All this "write an essay, stop when the work bell rings" shit isn't good enough for me. I'm not being taught, I'm being held back. No child left behind, but i'm not going to wait for him to catch up. This prompt said to avoid use of creative writing, because school isn't a place to express individuality, right? Like god forbid I be fucking different. Nobody successful broke any rules. Follow the format like a good little boy. Because anyone can obey the guidelines, but it takes the truly gifted to break the rules and still succeed. What we are supposed to write is not an essay, it is a contract, selling my body to the people who are trying to steal my mind. But I'm not writing that. I'm a bird, I'm free, different, better, smarter maybe. But do you look at me, the urban poet, without a scoff or shaken head? Do you think I can still make something of myself even with all my Ds and Fs? Ever stop to think that maybe those classes are some of my strongest subjects, and my GPA of 2.03 is a statement? it says "I'm not like you. I am the thinkers of tomorrow, for I 2 am fr3e." Why do I, a rebel, a person who doesn't agree want to go to a university? Another school. Another prison for free though. Because college is different. It is a safe haven for individuality. We don't have to fall for the trap.
I grew up in a bad household. My dad hit my mother, my mother hit us, we hit each other and so on and so forth. My father took to drugs as his escape, my mother left him and my sisters and brothers left me. So I was abandoned. So I decided drugs would be my escape too. Drugs and becoming the same man as my father. When my friends and girlfriend decided that they had had enough of me being an all out bad person, they decided that it was time to fix me, and so fix me they did. Being sober for 2 years and having not physically hurt a girl in a few months is a big step for me, I feel like a better person. And maybe I am. My mom isn't proud of a single thing I've done, because my grades are bad. My grades aren't good enough for colleges to even look in my direction. But that's a mistake. My grades don't reflect my intelligence. My mom says "Don't make excuses, excuses are for politicians." Maybe I want to be a politician, maybe I want to prove my mom wrong.
Going to college would be a huge step for me, especially a university. Every time I think about graduating high school, I panic. It's a bit calming, having my entire day set up for me. Not being able to (or having to) make any decisions is a bit secure. I don't ever have a day where I go "Now what?" but after I leave high school, I'm afraid that's what will happen. Not if I have somewhere else to go. Somewhere else to go, means that again, I get to do things without thinking. I hope that I get into a UC, for the simple reason that I'll prove to a lot of people that it's not impossible. You just have to set your goals. Being able to express myself without having to go out of my way to make plans will be a great thing, also. Whatever though, all I know is, you've more than likely stopped reading. So fine. Toss my paper aside and send me a generic "We don't want you" letter. Just remember that we, the free thinkers, are not to be cast aside. We're supposed to be accepted.
I grew up in a bad household. My dad hit my mother, my mother hit us, we hit each other and so on and so forth. My father took to drugs as his escape, my mother left him and my sisters and brothers left me. So I was abandoned. So I decided drugs would be my escape too. Drugs and becoming the same man as my father. When my friends and girlfriend decided that they had had enough of me being an all out bad person, they decided that it was time to fix me, and so fix me they did. Being sober for 2 years and having not physically hurt a girl in a few months is a big step for me, I feel like a better person. And maybe I am. My mom isn't proud of a single thing I've done, because my grades are bad. My grades aren't good enough for colleges to even look in my direction. But that's a mistake. My grades don't reflect my intelligence. My mom says "Don't make excuses, excuses are for politicians." Maybe I want to be a politician, maybe I want to prove my mom wrong.
Going to college would be a huge step for me, especially a university. Every time I think about graduating high school, I panic. It's a bit calming, having my entire day set up for me. Not being able to (or having to) make any decisions is a bit secure. I don't ever have a day where I go "Now what?" but after I leave high school, I'm afraid that's what will happen. Not if I have somewhere else to go. Somewhere else to go, means that again, I get to do things without thinking. I hope that I get into a UC, for the simple reason that I'll prove to a lot of people that it's not impossible. You just have to set your goals. Being able to express myself without having to go out of my way to make plans will be a great thing, also. Whatever though, all I know is, you've more than likely stopped reading. So fine. Toss my paper aside and send me a generic "We don't want you" letter. Just remember that we, the free thinkers, are not to be cast aside. We're supposed to be accepted.
20101017
Breathe in.
The media idolizes idiot guidos.
I'm at home wondering if i've still got a mind.
Breathe out.
The world is plagued with nuclear weapons.
I've got a spider staring at me from across the room.
Breathe in.
Everybody competes to see who's better dressed.
I'm still wondering if I'll ever get fucked up enough to kill myself.
Breathe out.
"Do you blaze?"
I wonder why my mind won't let me.
Breathe in.
"I love you."
You say things you don't mean, but urban poetry splashed across factory walls and brick buildings by spray cans scream nothing but the absolute truth. They say 'I'll get you, you can't run'
Breathe out.
You tell me to pull the trigger.
I'm still looking for the fucking gun.
Breathe in.
Kids dead on pavement tell me to keep on walking.
My feet tell me to contemplate jumping.
Breathe out.
You point at me and tell me I've got nowhere to go.
I don't fucking doubt it.
Maybe I'm crazy for the sheer pleasure of going totally fucking insane.
The media idolizes idiot guidos.
I'm at home wondering if i've still got a mind.
Breathe out.
The world is plagued with nuclear weapons.
I've got a spider staring at me from across the room.
Breathe in.
Everybody competes to see who's better dressed.
I'm still wondering if I'll ever get fucked up enough to kill myself.
Breathe out.
"Do you blaze?"
I wonder why my mind won't let me.
Breathe in.
"I love you."
You say things you don't mean, but urban poetry splashed across factory walls and brick buildings by spray cans scream nothing but the absolute truth. They say 'I'll get you, you can't run'
Breathe out.
You tell me to pull the trigger.
I'm still looking for the fucking gun.
Breathe in.
Kids dead on pavement tell me to keep on walking.
My feet tell me to contemplate jumping.
Breathe out.
You point at me and tell me I've got nowhere to go.
I don't fucking doubt it.
Maybe I'm crazy for the sheer pleasure of going totally fucking insane.
20101006
For The Sake Of Being Dangerous.
There are some people in this world who are neither here nor there.
But we all have desires.
Not the dreams and hopes we make public, but secret, hidden desires.
Some people go there whole life wondering what it would be like to kill a person, and some people go forever thinking about how bad they just want to jump off a building.
Doing things for the sake of being dangerous.
I wonder how capable of murder I am, yes, but I've never really seriously considered doing it.
I couldn't.
I've always wanted to jump off of a building, but I've wanted to survive, so I'm not sure it counts.
I hate the idea of it, but I want to destroy the world.
By myself, ruin everyones life, and whatnot.
I'm doing it to myself, again.
Being dangerous for the sake of being dangerous.
Going crazy for the sake of going crazy.
Hurting her before she can hurt me.
But we all have desires.
Not the dreams and hopes we make public, but secret, hidden desires.
Some people go there whole life wondering what it would be like to kill a person, and some people go forever thinking about how bad they just want to jump off a building.
Doing things for the sake of being dangerous.
I wonder how capable of murder I am, yes, but I've never really seriously considered doing it.
I couldn't.
I've always wanted to jump off of a building, but I've wanted to survive, so I'm not sure it counts.
I hate the idea of it, but I want to destroy the world.
By myself, ruin everyones life, and whatnot.
I'm doing it to myself, again.
Being dangerous for the sake of being dangerous.
Going crazy for the sake of going crazy.
Hurting her before she can hurt me.
20100929
!
Why the hell have i changed so much?
i read my first blog, and it's almost completely gone.
That version of myself has faded into near non-existance.
i suppose that's a good thing. I've gone through my fall, so now i'm rebuilding myself from the bottom up.
we're all terrible people.
embrace the shit out of it.
i read my first blog, and it's almost completely gone.
That version of myself has faded into near non-existance.
i suppose that's a good thing. I've gone through my fall, so now i'm rebuilding myself from the bottom up.
we're all terrible people.
embrace the shit out of it.
WWJD?
The autumn air engulfs my skin when I step outside. It's oddly pleasant out here. Not nearly as hot as it had been. I shiver, even though it isn't cold. In a few seconds, somewhere around sixty, I'll see her again, finally. After four days of turmoil and hatred for myself, I'll see my savior. She's wearing purple, and her glasses are on, she looks beautiful as ever. I missed her.
smile.
I do. That wasn't bad advice, Jeremy. I missed you, too.
why is Stalker with her? she hates him, you hate him. why is he here?
I frown, she notices, she shakes her head, he notices, he zeroes in on me.
hit him.
I do. Fist meet chin, floor meet body. I smile again, as the blood pours from his lip.
"Back the fuck off, kiddo." I smile sickly, he's mine. I should kill him, but for now, scaring him is enough. Stalker, you are a dirty young man. Go fuck yourself, I hate you so bad.
She isn't smiling.
He is standing still.
I smile as the blood pours from her lip.
The gun in my hand still smoking.
I have hurt her.
You have hurt her.
No, baby. /we/ have killed her.
smile.
I do. That wasn't bad advice, Jeremy. I missed you, too.
why is Stalker with her? she hates him, you hate him. why is he here?
I frown, she notices, she shakes her head, he notices, he zeroes in on me.
hit him.
I do. Fist meet chin, floor meet body. I smile again, as the blood pours from his lip.
"Back the fuck off, kiddo." I smile sickly, he's mine. I should kill him, but for now, scaring him is enough. Stalker, you are a dirty young man. Go fuck yourself, I hate you so bad.
She isn't smiling.
He is standing still.
I smile as the blood pours from her lip.
The gun in my hand still smoking.
I have hurt her.
You have hurt her.
No, baby. /we/ have killed her.
20100928
Catharsis.
Two sides twist and then collide
You're calling off the guards, I'm coming through (Am I coming through..)
Adulteress conditioned to a spin cycled submission
"You know sometimes it just feels better to give in"
(Sometimes it just feels better to give in)
Boy meets girl, who he immediately falls in love with. She just wants to be friends.
So they become best friends.
And it's all too familiar and it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine little pieces that avoid an awful crime
But it's you I can't deny.
He hates himself for letting it happen, but he knows that he's not the first to be put into this situation.
Dull heat rises from the sheets,
I'm both a patient boy... (well) and a jealous man
(Am I coming...)
But double standardarized suspicion is remedied,
Oh My Blue Heaven
"Sometimes it just feels better to give in..."
(Sometimes it just feels better to give in)
boy tells girl that her boyfriend was cheating on her. And of course, she believes him, thereby dumping boyfriend.
And it's all too familiar and it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine little pieces that avoid an awful crime
But it's you I can't deny.
he knows what he did was wrong, but fuck it. He asks her out.
We swing and we sway
as this tiny voice in my head starts to sing,
"You're safe, child, you are safe"
(You're safe, child, you are safe)
You're safe, child, you are safe.
We swing and we sway
as this tiny voice in my head starts to sing,
"You're safe, child, you are safe"
You're safe, child, you are..
Safe.. (Safe).. (Safe)... You are safe..
We swing and we sway
as this tiny voice in my head starts to sing
"You're safe, child, you are safe"
(Am I.. coming through)
She has not said yes, yet. But he knows that now, he wont feel like he used to.
He's safe.
Is this all too familiar? Does it happen all the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me;
Could you please just once just hear me?
More than anything, you wanted to be right
Still it's you, you, it's you I can't deny..
(You I can't deny)
It's you I can't deny.
we never find out her answer, but instead are left with his admittance.
This is all too familiar.
You're calling off the guards, I'm coming through (Am I coming through..)
Adulteress conditioned to a spin cycled submission
"You know sometimes it just feels better to give in"
(Sometimes it just feels better to give in)
Boy meets girl, who he immediately falls in love with. She just wants to be friends.
So they become best friends.
And it's all too familiar and it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine little pieces that avoid an awful crime
But it's you I can't deny.
He hates himself for letting it happen, but he knows that he's not the first to be put into this situation.
Dull heat rises from the sheets,
I'm both a patient boy... (well) and a jealous man
(Am I coming...)
But double standardarized suspicion is remedied,
Oh My Blue Heaven
"Sometimes it just feels better to give in..."
(Sometimes it just feels better to give in)
boy tells girl that her boyfriend was cheating on her. And of course, she believes him, thereby dumping boyfriend.
And it's all too familiar and it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine little pieces that avoid an awful crime
But it's you I can't deny.
he knows what he did was wrong, but fuck it. He asks her out.
We swing and we sway
as this tiny voice in my head starts to sing,
"You're safe, child, you are safe"
(You're safe, child, you are safe)
You're safe, child, you are safe.
We swing and we sway
as this tiny voice in my head starts to sing,
"You're safe, child, you are safe"
You're safe, child, you are..
Safe.. (Safe).. (Safe)... You are safe..
We swing and we sway
as this tiny voice in my head starts to sing
"You're safe, child, you are safe"
(Am I.. coming through)
She has not said yes, yet. But he knows that now, he wont feel like he used to.
He's safe.
Is this all too familiar? Does it happen all the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me;
Could you please just once just hear me?
More than anything, you wanted to be right
Still it's you, you, it's you I can't deny..
(You I can't deny)
It's you I can't deny.
we never find out her answer, but instead are left with his admittance.
This is all too familiar.
20100924
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20100922
Are you gonna save anyone but yourself?
No.
No i'm not.
i'm got me and that's all I need, right?
Maybe i'll write a book.
Maybe i'll shoot someone.
I guess we'll have to see, right? :*
No i'm not.
i'm got me and that's all I need, right?
Maybe i'll write a book.
Maybe i'll shoot someone.
I guess we'll have to see, right? :*
How To Break Your Own Heart (A Beginners Guide.)
1. Open Your Heart
His hands are warm, in mine.
His hands are warm, in mine.
I hate it, so i'm trying as hard as I can to warm them up.
His heart is a tad colder as all he seems fixated on are my flaws.
Why the fuck did I fall in love with a lunatic?
He's got no fine points.
Maybe the fact that his hair is soft.
Oh thats right, he can write.
He makes me feel important when we aren't around other people.
But when we're not alone (Or too alone) he's an asshole.
2. Let Them In
her hands are cold, freezing, in mine.
i hate it, so i'm trying as hard as i can to warm them up.
she's flawless, except for her cold hands.
why do i seem like i'm being an asshole?
i'm not, i'm being charming...
right?
3. Let Them Down.
"I love you."
3. Let Them Down.
"I love you."
I'm telling the truth, right?
I mean, to the best of my knowledge, I love this boy.
At least, I can't keep myself away.
Even after he forced himself on me at the carwash.
4. Hope They Crawl Back
"i love you."
i'm telling the truth, right?
i mean, to the best of my knowledge, i love this girl.
at least, i've never felt this strongly for someone before.
that's love right?
i fucked her at the carwash.
5. Tell Yourself That They're gone.
"Ryan."
5. Tell Yourself That They're gone.
"Ryan."
"Yeah, baby?"
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I guess."
"You guess?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, I'm not amazing, but I'm okay."
"What's wrong?"
"Do you hate me, Sonia?"
"No, boo, I love you."
"Okay"
"shes lying. looking for a way out."
"I love you, Ryan."
"I love you too."
"He's lying. Looking For A Way Out."
six. cry.
six. cry.
self-obsession is a big term that just means,
"I've got nobody telling me I'm any good, so I have to say it myself."
I'm not self-obsessed.
I'm just crazy.
I hatemyself.
ihateyou.
ihateeverything.
bright idea, kiddo.
You should tell Sonia about the past, about all the times you've fucked up before you even met her.
Yeah.
That might work.
7. pick up the pieces.
So maybe I am a moron.
But that means nothing about you.
If I'm a moron, you're a lunatic.
If I'm a lunatic, you're a genius.
I've got no format to fit.
you're my everything, and I'm nothing to you.
I get her alone and kiss her until i'm happy again.
Good luck with that shit.
Day 36: Talk about me.
"oh, ryan, you lush. We weren't making fun of you, we were merely talking shit."
Yeah, that fucking helps.
I always feel much better when I'm reminded that
"Don't worry, kiddo. We don't hate you, we just think you're an asshole."
Sometimes I feel like maybe even J! doesn't give a shit anymore.
Even though every day we talk, i'm reminded that I had to be betrayed before I could honestly figure out who my true friends are.
Maybe if Sonia started caring a little less, maybe tried not telling me that someone before I was her boyfriend had used her I wouldn't feel like such an ass.
I'm not sure why it makes me feel so guilty that Sonia was used.
I'm not using her.
I genuinely love her.
("maybe, ryan. thats what you said about riley too, until she decided that she was going to rip you apart and puke in your chest.")
might I remind you fuckers that I hurt Riley, not the other way around.
I just keep blaming her because I refuse to believe that Jeremy could get out long enough to absolutely ruin my life.
Maybe I'm incapable of love.
I already know i'm afraid of it.
What's stopping me from being perfectly inable to love somebody besides myself?
Fuck that shit, I don't even love myself.
I hate myself.
I hate what i've become
("So become something else")
slow down, honey, you're starting to sound like me.
Maybe it's the god damn Beiber joke that's got me so damn upset.
It's been two weeks now.
Let's come up with some new material.
"How about no, kiddo. This is as real as it gets"
Dear Sonia,
What did he make you do?
I guess i don't really mind if he fingered you.
I did too.
I know he didn't fuck you.
but what did he do?
because i want to murder him.
No, really though.
If this shit gets out of hand...
Say, I fifnd out he ate you out, or you sucked his dick or something.
I'm murdering him.
Repeatedly.
Hard.
Because I can't stand that shit.
I don't know why it bothers me so bad when i'm NOT the first one for my girlfriend.
Go fuck yourself, insanity.
Yeah, that fucking helps.
I always feel much better when I'm reminded that
"Don't worry, kiddo. We don't hate you, we just think you're an asshole."
Sometimes I feel like maybe even J! doesn't give a shit anymore.
Even though every day we talk, i'm reminded that I had to be betrayed before I could honestly figure out who my true friends are.
Maybe if Sonia started caring a little less, maybe tried not telling me that someone before I was her boyfriend had used her I wouldn't feel like such an ass.
I'm not sure why it makes me feel so guilty that Sonia was used.
I'm not using her.
I genuinely love her.
("maybe, ryan. thats what you said about riley too, until she decided that she was going to rip you apart and puke in your chest.")
might I remind you fuckers that I hurt Riley, not the other way around.
I just keep blaming her because I refuse to believe that Jeremy could get out long enough to absolutely ruin my life.
Maybe I'm incapable of love.
I already know i'm afraid of it.
What's stopping me from being perfectly inable to love somebody besides myself?
Fuck that shit, I don't even love myself.
I hate myself.
I hate what i've become
("So become something else")
slow down, honey, you're starting to sound like me.
Maybe it's the god damn Beiber joke that's got me so damn upset.
It's been two weeks now.
Let's come up with some new material.
"How about no, kiddo. This is as real as it gets"
Dear Sonia,
What did he make you do?
I guess i don't really mind if he fingered you.
I did too.
I know he didn't fuck you.
but what did he do?
because i want to murder him.
No, really though.
If this shit gets out of hand...
Say, I fifnd out he ate you out, or you sucked his dick or something.
I'm murdering him.
Repeatedly.
Hard.
Because I can't stand that shit.
I don't know why it bothers me so bad when i'm NOT the first one for my girlfriend.
Go fuck yourself, insanity.
20100817
!
You Don't Know What I Do For A living.
So sing me a song
Sing me something soft
Sing me something to make me fall in love.
You know who I am
But I don't think I've seen you before.
But I'd like to know.
Who you are, who you want to be,
And where you've been.
Cause I've been waiting for this moment too long.
Won't you come around and make me believe that
Someone could care.
I'm trying to carry on.
But I am
Going on with this
Breaking of hearts
She said "I know who you are"
But you don't know what I do
To girls like you.
Said that I've hurt so many,
What makes you so damn special
I just can't see it.
Oh I know I like you but
You don't deserve my brand of love
Cause I am
Going on with this
Breaking of hearts
She said "I know who you are"
But you don't know what I do
To girls like you.
Tell me are you at peace?
Would you like to know all the things I've seen
Cause the places ive been
Are the farthest from heaven.
You make me see
That there's more than just me.
You make my heart skip a beat
Sk-skip a beat
So sing me a song
Sing me something soft
Sing me something to make me fall in love.
So sing me a song...
I've been
Going on with this
Breaking of hearts (so sing me a song)
She said "I know who you are"
But you don't know what I would do
To have a girl like you.
Sing me a song.
Make it sad, soft, sweet and sober
Give me a song to fall in love
So sing me a song
Sing me something soft
Sing me something to make me fall in love.
You know who I am
But I don't think I've seen you before.
But I'd like to know.
Who you are, who you want to be,
And where you've been.
Cause I've been waiting for this moment too long.
Won't you come around and make me believe that
Someone could care.
I'm trying to carry on.
But I am
Going on with this
Breaking of hearts
She said "I know who you are"
But you don't know what I do
To girls like you.
Said that I've hurt so many,
What makes you so damn special
I just can't see it.
Oh I know I like you but
You don't deserve my brand of love
Cause I am
Going on with this
Breaking of hearts
She said "I know who you are"
But you don't know what I do
To girls like you.
Tell me are you at peace?
Would you like to know all the things I've seen
Cause the places ive been
Are the farthest from heaven.
You make me see
That there's more than just me.
You make my heart skip a beat
Sk-skip a beat
So sing me a song
Sing me something soft
Sing me something to make me fall in love.
So sing me a song...
I've been
Going on with this
Breaking of hearts (so sing me a song)
She said "I know who you are"
But you don't know what I would do
To have a girl like you.
Sing me a song.
Make it sad, soft, sweet and sober
Give me a song to fall in love
20100815
Yeee
What If? by Highschool Lows
Tell me your name
I've been staring from across the room.
You've done the same
Thing to me, I'm just making the first move.
Would you tell me how long you've been
Down here walking on earth
Someone call God tell him I found
The angel he's been searching for.
Sorry I know it was cliched
But that's just what I do.
I saw you looking my way
I tried to act smooth.
But I tripped and fell
Oh my god what does she think of me right now?
Feel like I'm hell
Oh my god what did I ruin with that act of..
Hold a second she seems to be smiling
It's illuminating this room.
Take a break cause I seem to be right on track
But I'm running out of air.
Tell me your name
I've been staring from across the room.
You've done the same
Thing to me, I'm just making the first move.
Would you tell me how long you've been
Down here walking on earth
Someone call God tell him I found
The angel he's been searching for
What a beautiful name,
It matches your face
I'm sorry that I'm not more original.
What a beautiful name
It matches the rest of you
Now tell me just how long you've been walking on his earth
Cause God I'm calling 911
I found another one,
But this girl seems to be just right for me.
Oh God I've found you another one,
An angel but I'm keeping her cause she's the one want.
You'll never know how much she means to me.
You make it almost impossible to believe
That everything is not planned out to be.
Because I found the one for me.
Tell me your name
I've been staring from across the room.
You've done the same
Thing to me, I'm just making the first move.
Would you tell me how long you've been
Down here walking on earth
Someone call God tell him I found
The angel he's been searching for.
Sorry I know it was cliched
But that's just what I do.
I saw you looking my way
I tried to act smooth.
But I tripped and fell
Oh my god what does she think of me right now?
Feel like I'm hell
Oh my god what did I ruin with that act of..
Hold a second she seems to be smiling
It's illuminating this room.
Take a break cause I seem to be right on track
But I'm running out of air.
Tell me your name
I've been staring from across the room.
You've done the same
Thing to me, I'm just making the first move.
Would you tell me how long you've been
Down here walking on earth
Someone call God tell him I found
The angel he's been searching for
What a beautiful name,
It matches your face
I'm sorry that I'm not more original.
What a beautiful name
It matches the rest of you
Now tell me just how long you've been walking on his earth
Cause God I'm calling 911
I found another one,
But this girl seems to be just right for me.
Oh God I've found you another one,
An angel but I'm keeping her cause she's the one want.
You'll never know how much she means to me.
You make it almost impossible to believe
That everything is not planned out to be.
Because I found the one for me.
20100716
The R stands for Danger.
Terrible people do terrible things. No one is worse than an evil person. And trust me, darling. I know plenty of those. I've been hurt, and I've been the one to do the hurting. But when she tells me that I was the bad guy, she's a liar. I was the good guy. She hurt me. NOT the other way around.
Just to clarify.
Just to clarify.
20100516
This Cant Be a Love Song, Its In The Wrong Key. By Highschool Lows
There's not much I can do
To make me fall less in love with you
And not much I can say
About how you make me feel this way
It's getting kinda empty here,
Alone in the dark with my greatest fears.
I feel a little broken, love.
Just look at me, just look my direction.
It's not much anyway,
Heaven's just like Hell but a little dark.
With not much in the way
Of paradise as much as broken hearts.
Love is a losers game.
That only liars play, and nothing feels the same.
You can't win if you never try
You can't live if you never want to die.
Don't expect any sympathy
Any sympathy from me.
I'm going away for a while
Try not to notice I'm gone
I'm not gonna call for a while
Try not to remember when I said you were wrong
I'm a loser and liar, I'm burning out
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about
I might be the worst one
You've ever seen
but it's not very pretty
Living like me.
I'm a loser and a liar, I'm burning out.
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about
I'm singing
"Maybe she'll come back and haunt me again
I could try and pretend that maybe she never left
But she's gone, she's gone."
I'm going away for a while
Try not to notice I'm gone
I'm not gonna call for a while
Try not to remember when I said you were wrong
I'm going away for a while
Try not to notice I'm gone
I'm not gonna call for a while
Try not to remember when I said you were wrong.
[her]
Maybe he's gone,
I'm never gonna see him again in my life
I'm burning out I'm alone
I'm alone!
[both]
I'm going away for a while(maybe he's gone)
I'm never gonna see him again in my life.
I'm not gonna call for a while(maybe he's gone)
I'm burning out(burning out)
Burning out.
I'm a loser and liar, I'm burning out
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about
I might be the worst one
You've ever seen
But it's not very pretty
Living like me.
I'm a loser and liar, (Maybe he's gone.)
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about (Again in my life)
I might be the worst one
You've ever seen
But I'm burning out, I'm alone.
There's not much I can do
To make me fall less in love with you
And not much I can say
About how you make me feel this way
It's getting kinda empty here,
Alone in the dark with my greatest fears.
I feel a little broken, love.
Just look at me, just look my direction.
It's not much anyway,
Heaven's just like Hell but a little dark.
With not much in the way
Of paradise as much as broken hearts.
Love is a losers game.
That only liars play, and nothing feels the same.
You can't win if you never try
You can't live if you never want to die.
Don't expect any sympathy
Any sympathy from me.
I'm going away for a while
Try not to notice I'm gone
I'm not gonna call for a while
Try not to remember when I said you were wrong
I'm a loser and liar, I'm burning out
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about
I might be the worst one
You've ever seen
but it's not very pretty
Living like me.
I'm a loser and a liar, I'm burning out.
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about
I'm singing
"Maybe she'll come back and haunt me again
I could try and pretend that maybe she never left
But she's gone, she's gone."
I'm going away for a while
Try not to notice I'm gone
I'm not gonna call for a while
Try not to remember when I said you were wrong
I'm going away for a while
Try not to notice I'm gone
I'm not gonna call for a while
Try not to remember when I said you were wrong.
[her]
Maybe he's gone,
I'm never gonna see him again in my life
I'm burning out I'm alone
I'm alone!
[both]
I'm going away for a while(maybe he's gone)
I'm never gonna see him again in my life.
I'm not gonna call for a while(maybe he's gone)
I'm burning out(burning out)
Burning out.
I'm a loser and liar, I'm burning out
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about
I might be the worst one
You've ever seen
But it's not very pretty
Living like me.
I'm a loser and liar, (Maybe he's gone.)
Trying hard not to lose everyone I care about (Again in my life)
I might be the worst one
You've ever seen
But I'm burning out, I'm alone.
20100509
Metaphors About the Moon are Overused. By highschool lows.
And the moon is frowning,
It will never be as beautiful as you.
And the song it's singing goes,
"I wish that I was beautiful too."
I'm sorry if I stutter,
I'm sorry if I curse,
I'm trying as hard as I can to be the man that you deserve.
All these angry faces,
All these broken hearts,
Try to make a living off of tearing us apart.
But we'll never give in,
Never let them win.
No matter what they say to you.
Do I make you feel beautiful?
Am I doing my job?
I swear I'd give the world to you if that's what you'd want.
The moon thinks you're wonderful,
The sun thinks you're an angel.
The stars shine just so I can see your face,
I stop singing just to thank them.
And you're the only one for me
The reason that Im livin'
I'll come visit you as soon as my guitar buys me the ticket.
I promise that I love you,
Just don't look at the sky,
The stars are shining brightly and it might hurt your eyes
And the moon is frowning,
It will never be as beautiful as you.
And the song it's singing goes,
"I wish that I was beautiful too."
And the moon is frowning,
It will never be as beautiful as you.
And the song it's singing goes,
"I wish that I was beautiful too."
I'm sorry if I stutter,
I'm sorry if I curse,
I'm trying as hard as I can to be the man that you deserve.
All these angry faces,
All these broken hearts,
Try to make a living off of tearing us apart.
But we'll never give in,
Never let them win.
No matter what they say to you.
Do I make you feel beautiful?
Am I doing my job?
I swear I'd give the world to you if that's what you'd want.
The moon thinks you're wonderful,
The sun thinks you're an angel.
The stars shine just so I can see your face,
I stop singing just to thank them.
And you're the only one for me
The reason that Im livin'
I'll come visit you as soon as my guitar buys me the ticket.
I promise that I love you,
Just don't look at the sky,
The stars are shining brightly and it might hurt your eyes
And the moon is frowning,
It will never be as beautiful as you.
And the song it's singing goes,
"I wish that I was beautiful too."
20100430
Fuck Rules, Break Hearts
In case you've forgotten, kids, I'm Ryan.
Dilks?
Yeah, the one with the emotions.
So I decided maybe it's time to post something other than songs and extremely confusing updates.
something worth reading.
But I don't think I will.
Instead I'll just write all of this:
I miss Riley, but I have to way to talk to her.
Me and Bailey are going 4 months strong.
Me and Jamie are talking again.
I hate Holden Caulfield.
I hate Catcher In The Rye.
I hate /you/
Dilks?
Yeah, the one with the emotions.
So I decided maybe it's time to post something other than songs and extremely confusing updates.
something worth reading.
But I don't think I will.
Instead I'll just write all of this:
I miss Riley, but I have to way to talk to her.
Me and Bailey are going 4 months strong.
Me and Jamie are talking again.
I hate Holden Caulfield.
I hate Catcher In The Rye.
I hate /you/
20100418
New song.
This One's For You, by Highschool Lows
I'm all alone, and I confess
That it's what I deserve
And it's what I do best.
I'm a nervous wreck, I'm a hot mess.
But there's something in your eyes
That makes me
Want to let you know that you are
Everything I needed and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you'll never be away from him.
Oh.
It's a stupid song, it's a bit cliched,
I'm a loser and
Music is my masquerade
I'm a nervous wreck, I'm a hot mess.
But the sound of your voice
Makes me wanna let you know
That you are
Everything I needed and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you'll never be away from him.
Woah.
And he is
Everything you need, he's your confidant
And he's doing all he can just to keep you in his arms
And I'm, I'm burning letters and I'm holding my tongue
Because, because
Girl you are:
Everything I need and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you are
Everything I need and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you'll never be away from him.
Oh.
I'm all alone, and I confess
That it's what I deserve
And it's what I do best.
I'm a nervous wreck, I'm a hot mess.
But there's something in your eyes
That makes me
Want to let you know that you are
Everything I needed and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you'll never be away from him.
Oh.
It's a stupid song, it's a bit cliched,
I'm a loser and
Music is my masquerade
I'm a nervous wreck, I'm a hot mess.
But the sound of your voice
Makes me wanna let you know
That you are
Everything I needed and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you'll never be away from him.
Woah.
And he is
Everything you need, he's your confidant
And he's doing all he can just to keep you in his arms
And I'm, I'm burning letters and I'm holding my tongue
Because, because
Girl you are:
Everything I need and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you are
Everything I need and you're everything want
And I'd do anything just to make you be my love
And I'm, I'm writing letters and I'm biting my lip
Because I know that you'll never be away from him.
Oh.
20100325
If I could, by Highschool Lows
Maybe if I gave up on this
I wouldnt be disappointed.
And maybe if the words weren't all wrong
You might still be here to sing along.
But you know i did my damndest
I tried and tried to get us through this
And even I didn't do it right
You're still mine
And I'm still trying
To make you wanna be the one
And I'm a mess
A total wreck,
But that's the part that you liked best.
Thats what you said.
Before you left
Me alone
So where did you go?
Where have you been?
I'm all alone inside my head
Where are my clothes?
Where is my bed?
I can't stand living like this.
Have I done worse?
Well you've done better.
And now I'm all alone.
And even I didn't do it right
You're still mine
And I'm still trying
To make you wanna be the one
And I'm a mess
A total wreck,
But that's the part that you liked best.
Thats what you said.
Before you left
Me alone.
But now I'm flipping through old pictures
Wondering where we went wrong
Maybe it was somewhere in between
Those letters and this song
Maybe I deserved this.
Maybe Im the one to blame.
But now like never before
I'm all alone inside my brain.
Where you're still mine
And I'm still trying
To make you wanna be the one
And I'm a mess
A total wreck,
But that's the part that you liked best.
When you were mine
And I was blind
And we were young and dumb and stung.
But I'm a mess
A total wreck
And tell me love is that the part you miss?
Maybe if I gave up on this
I wouldnt be disappointed.
And maybe if the words weren't all wrong
You might still be here to sing along.
But you know i did my damndest
I tried and tried to get us through this
And even I didn't do it right
You're still mine
And I'm still trying
To make you wanna be the one
And I'm a mess
A total wreck,
But that's the part that you liked best.
Thats what you said.
Before you left
Me alone
So where did you go?
Where have you been?
I'm all alone inside my head
Where are my clothes?
Where is my bed?
I can't stand living like this.
Have I done worse?
Well you've done better.
And now I'm all alone.
And even I didn't do it right
You're still mine
And I'm still trying
To make you wanna be the one
And I'm a mess
A total wreck,
But that's the part that you liked best.
Thats what you said.
Before you left
Me alone.
But now I'm flipping through old pictures
Wondering where we went wrong
Maybe it was somewhere in between
Those letters and this song
Maybe I deserved this.
Maybe Im the one to blame.
But now like never before
I'm all alone inside my brain.
Where you're still mine
And I'm still trying
To make you wanna be the one
And I'm a mess
A total wreck,
But that's the part that you liked best.
When you were mine
And I was blind
And we were young and dumb and stung.
But I'm a mess
A total wreck
And tell me love is that the part you miss?
20100318
:)
I Was Wrong by Highschool Lows
I've got so much to say and so much to lose,
Too little too late,
I'm a breakdown away from being alone
Too hard to try but too easy to fail.
I am, I'll admit, just destined to fall too hard
I'm always close yet Im so far away
I'm on the fence about leaving you be
And my
My heart is telling that I should be by myself
But my mind is letting me know that being alone is hell
And I, I'm too far too late to be with you
But even if all hope is lost, I'll still try to
Be there for you.
Be there for you,
And I'm, I'm trying to make you feel loved.
And by, the time I make you notice me, you'll be gone
I'll be here waiting, just to sing you this song
And if youre gone by then well I guess I wrong.
I thought you were meant for me but maybe
I was wrong
One more time and we were doing our best
But sad enough we ended up just like the rest.
My heart is breaking, I hope you're just the same
I know it might sound wrong, but that's my middle name
My heart is telling that I should be by myself
But my mind is letting me know that being alone is hell
And I, I'm too far too late to be with you
But even if all hope is lost, I'll still try to
Be there for you.
Be there for you,
And I'm, I'm trying to make you feel loved.
And by, the time I make you notice me, you'll be gone
I'll be here waiting, just to sing you this song
And if youre gone by then well I guess I wrong.
I thought you were meant for me but maybe
I was wrong
And all these times I tried to convince myself
That maybe you would differentiate yourself
Maybe I was looking too deep inside,
Wish that I could see straight through your lies
My heart is telling that I should be by myself
But my mind is letting me know that being alone is hell
And I, I'm too far too late to sing you this song
So I guess hope is lost, I guess I was wrong.
I've got so much to say and so much to lose,
Too little too late,
I'm a breakdown away from being alone
Too hard to try but too easy to fail.
I am, I'll admit, just destined to fall too hard
I'm always close yet Im so far away
I'm on the fence about leaving you be
And my
My heart is telling that I should be by myself
But my mind is letting me know that being alone is hell
And I, I'm too far too late to be with you
But even if all hope is lost, I'll still try to
Be there for you.
Be there for you,
And I'm, I'm trying to make you feel loved.
And by, the time I make you notice me, you'll be gone
I'll be here waiting, just to sing you this song
And if youre gone by then well I guess I wrong.
I thought you were meant for me but maybe
I was wrong
One more time and we were doing our best
But sad enough we ended up just like the rest.
My heart is breaking, I hope you're just the same
I know it might sound wrong, but that's my middle name
My heart is telling that I should be by myself
But my mind is letting me know that being alone is hell
And I, I'm too far too late to be with you
But even if all hope is lost, I'll still try to
Be there for you.
Be there for you,
And I'm, I'm trying to make you feel loved.
And by, the time I make you notice me, you'll be gone
I'll be here waiting, just to sing you this song
And if youre gone by then well I guess I wrong.
I thought you were meant for me but maybe
I was wrong
And all these times I tried to convince myself
That maybe you would differentiate yourself
Maybe I was looking too deep inside,
Wish that I could see straight through your lies
My heart is telling that I should be by myself
But my mind is letting me know that being alone is hell
And I, I'm too far too late to sing you this song
So I guess hope is lost, I guess I was wrong.
20100301
Loving You by Highschool Lows
She said, "Boy,
You really know,
You really know how to break a heart"
But that voice alone
Could break a thousand more.
She says I must have a lot of practice,
Because I don't need second chances.
And then she left, woah.
And that's what she calls loving.
I never said that I needed time,
I don't remember ever lying.
I never said that you were a prize,
But I remember every time I
Tried to make you feel better.
And that's what I call loving
I came home,
Only to find.
That I was trying to get the details right
I would never be the same again
I could never be that sane again.
But those words all on their own,
Could've made me feel alone.
And she says I must have hurt a lot of people
To do it with a straight face.
And then she left.
And that's what she calls loving.
I never said that I needed time,
I don't remember ever lying.
I never said that you were a prize,
But I remember every time I
Tried to make you feel better.
And that's what I call loving
She said, "Boy,
You really know,
You really know how to break a heart"
But that voice alone
Could break a thousand more.
She says I must have a lot of practice,
Because I don't need second chances.
And then she left, woah.
And that's what she calls loving.
I never said that I needed time,
I don't remember ever lying.
I never said that you were a prize,
But I remember every time I
Tried to make you feel better.
And that's what I call loving
I came home,
Only to find.
That I was trying to get the details right
I would never be the same again
I could never be that sane again.
But those words all on their own,
Could've made me feel alone.
And she says I must have hurt a lot of people
To do it with a straight face.
And then she left.
And that's what she calls loving.
I never said that I needed time,
I don't remember ever lying.
I never said that you were a prize,
But I remember every time I
Tried to make you feel better.
And that's what I call loving
20100226
Take it easy, Tigers in a cage.
I see her every day, and laugh.
She will never be as unhappy as me, and I see her wishing she were.
She envies my sadness, and I love it.
When she passes me in the hall, I smile and she frowns.
She will never have what I have.
Her boyfriend is a sweet, loving boy.
She will never be as sad as me.
And the best part is?
Our roles are reversed!
haha, dumb, stupid J!
She will never be as unhappy as me, and I see her wishing she were.
She envies my sadness, and I love it.
When she passes me in the hall, I smile and she frowns.
She will never have what I have.
Her boyfriend is a sweet, loving boy.
She will never be as sad as me.
And the best part is?
Our roles are reversed!
haha, dumb, stupid J!
20100217
Something Elegant, by Highschool Lows
Just focus on the better parts of what we always had,
I'll never make it make a living off of everything I did
To you and now I'm finding out that I made a bad choice
And you won't be getting soon.
I'll try not thinking of you.
When they look back and laugh and all the memories,
Where will we be?
I'm just trying to forget all things you did for me.
And the things I did to you,
Breaking hearts isn't what I aim to do.
But it's all I seemed to be able to, when I was with you.
So paint yourself up something dreadful,
You always look so down.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Now make yourself look beautiful
Like everyone expects of you.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did?
I know I'm not there anymore,
And I'm sorry that I'm such a bore.
I lied and I told you I loved you,
But I was really telling her.
But my confidence is fading,
And my heart, like yours, is breaking.
And I'm falling apart.
Even though I have no heart.
I'd do anything to make you come back home.
I'd do anything to not feel so alone,
But the feelings that you give to me,
when you say that isn't happening.
I'm alright (I'm okay)
I'm okay.
So paint yourself up something dreadful,
You always look so down.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Now make yourself look beautiful
Like everyone expects of you.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did?
So paint yourself up something elegant,
I'm back and I'll be back again,
Is that what this to me?
Is that what this to
You!
I'm alright (I'm okay)
I'm okay!
Just focus on the better parts of what we always had,
I'll never make it make a living off of everything I did
To you and now I'm finding out that I made a bad choice
And you won't be getting soon.
I'll try not thinking of you.
When they look back and laugh and all the memories,
Where will we be?
I'm just trying to forget all things you did for me.
And the things I did to you,
Breaking hearts isn't what I aim to do.
But it's all I seemed to be able to, when I was with you.
So paint yourself up something dreadful,
You always look so down.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Now make yourself look beautiful
Like everyone expects of you.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did?
I know I'm not there anymore,
And I'm sorry that I'm such a bore.
I lied and I told you I loved you,
But I was really telling her.
But my confidence is fading,
And my heart, like yours, is breaking.
And I'm falling apart.
Even though I have no heart.
I'd do anything to make you come back home.
I'd do anything to not feel so alone,
But the feelings that you give to me,
when you say that isn't happening.
I'm alright (I'm okay)
I'm okay.
So paint yourself up something dreadful,
You always look so down.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Now make yourself look beautiful
Like everyone expects of you.
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did to you?
Is that what I did?
So paint yourself up something elegant,
I'm back and I'll be back again,
Is that what this to me?
Is that what this to
You!
I'm alright (I'm okay)
I'm okay!
20100214
White Collar Terrorism by High School Lows
If the stories that you told had any substance,
Baby I'd be lucky, but liars never finish and
They said good guys finish last.
I'm letting go of all you gave me,
The false hopes, doll, and now I'm taking
One last step towards confidance
And I'm never coming back!
Is he really best one you've ever had?
Are you mistaking him for me?
I gave you all I had.
I gave you all I had!
They say that cheaters never prosper,
But girl you didn't listen
Now you're fucking lost, girl
Didn't ever try.
(You Said you didn't ever try!)
I'm coming home, are you coming around?
I'm coming home, are you coming around?
I'm not leaving without answers
(I'm coming home...)
I'm not leaving here until
You come around!
Is he really best one you've ever had?
Are you mistaking him for me?
I gave you all I had.
I gave you all I had!
If the stories that you told had any substance,
Baby I'd be lucky, but liars never finish and
They said good guys finish last.
I'm letting go of all you gave me,
The false hopes, doll, and now I'm taking
One last step towards confidance
And I'm never coming back!
Is he really best one you've ever had?
Are you mistaking him for me?
I gave you all I had.
I gave you all I had!
They say that cheaters never prosper,
But girl you didn't listen
Now you're fucking lost, girl
Didn't ever try.
(You Said you didn't ever try!)
I'm coming home, are you coming around?
I'm coming home, are you coming around?
I'm not leaving without answers
(I'm coming home...)
I'm not leaving here until
You come around!
Is he really best one you've ever had?
Are you mistaking him for me?
I gave you all I had.
I gave you all I had!
20100212
All those friends who learned my name, weren't really friends, they were my chains...
My name is Ryan Thomas Dilks and I am 16 years old. If had a dollar for every life I've ruined, I'd have 15 dollars.
And I have three fives in my pocket.
I want to do something, but there's nothing to do and no one to do it with.
I am such a boring person.
Hm.
Sometimes I still have dreams about HER. I really wish SHE still existed.
But there is nothing to do about any of that.
So i think I'll just overdose
My name is Ryan Thomas Dilks and I am 16 years old. If had a dollar for every life I've ruined, I'd have 15 dollars.
And I have three fives in my pocket.
I want to do something, but there's nothing to do and no one to do it with.
I am such a boring person.
Hm.
Sometimes I still have dreams about HER. I really wish SHE still existed.
But there is nothing to do about any of that.
So i think I'll just overdose
20100125
The Past is Your Present, by Highschool Lows
If I'm gonna break down anyway
Why not pick right now to do it?
When I have the attention of the problem
I see her she's staring me down
I see her she's staring me down
But if I want this to hurt
I'm gonna need a little work
I'm gonna need somebody to
Convince her to make her move
But I'm dead sorry I'm stuck
And I just don't give two fucks
About you.
If we're never talking again
Tell me why you still call us friends?
Do you remember when i did all I could for you?
I see you contemplating
I see you watching, waiting!
But if I want this to hurt
I'm gonna need a little work
I'm gonna need somebody to
Convince her to make her move
But I'm dead sorry I'm stuck
And I just don't give two fucks
About you,About you, about you, about you
Why don't you just tear me apart like you want to?
Why don't you want me? (Or who were you using?)
White lies don't make everything better or worse for you.
Why don't you use me?
But if I want this to hurt
I'm gonna need a little work
On who I am from the outside
And what I was on the inside.
I can't break now! (Fucking do what I got to!)
I won't break down!
Why is my heart such an easy target?
Is it because it's on my sleeve?
For you, dear Jenny I give all I am.
To you, dear Jenny...
Oh fucking break me apart!
I can't break now! (Fucking do what I got to!)
I won't break down!(x2)
If I'm gonna break down anyway
Why not pick right now to do it?
When I have the attention of the problem
I see her she's staring me down
I see her she's staring me down
But if I want this to hurt
I'm gonna need a little work
I'm gonna need somebody to
Convince her to make her move
But I'm dead sorry I'm stuck
And I just don't give two fucks
About you.
If we're never talking again
Tell me why you still call us friends?
Do you remember when i did all I could for you?
I see you contemplating
I see you watching, waiting!
But if I want this to hurt
I'm gonna need a little work
I'm gonna need somebody to
Convince her to make her move
But I'm dead sorry I'm stuck
And I just don't give two fucks
About you,About you, about you, about you
Why don't you just tear me apart like you want to?
Why don't you want me? (Or who were you using?)
White lies don't make everything better or worse for you.
Why don't you use me?
But if I want this to hurt
I'm gonna need a little work
On who I am from the outside
And what I was on the inside.
I can't break now! (Fucking do what I got to!)
I won't break down!
Why is my heart such an easy target?
Is it because it's on my sleeve?
For you, dear Jenny I give all I am.
To you, dear Jenny...
Oh fucking break me apart!
I can't break now! (Fucking do what I got to!)
I won't break down!(x2)
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