Lyrics : Umm… UmMm.. Yea Do (8X) Oh Yea Gotta change…

*TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey*
Name:	Chris
Birthday:	july6/1990
Birthplace:	vancouver
Current Location:	Richmond
Eye Color:	black
Hair Color:	black
Height:	5'6
Right Handed or Left Handed:	left handed
Your Heritage:
The Shoes You Wore Today:	puma
Your Weakness:	Girls
Your Fears:	You
Your Perfect Pizza:
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	to find a right girl for me
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:
Thoughts First Waking Up:	my ex girl =(
Your Best Physical Feature:
Your Bedtime:	anytime
Your Most Missed Memory:	michelle
Pepsi or Coke:	both
MacDonalds or Burger King:	both
Single or Group Dates:
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	both
Chocolate or Vanilla:	both
Cappuccino or Coffee:	both
Do you Smoke:	maybe
Do you Swear:	maybe
Do you Sing:	maybe
Do you Shower Daily:	yes
Have you Been in Love:	yes
Do you want to go to College:	yes
Do you want to get Married:	sure
Do you belive in yourself:	not really
Do you get Motion Sickness:	idonno
Do you think you are Attractive:	sure
Are you a Health Freak:
Do you get along with your Parents:	sure
Do you like Thunderstorms:	sure
Do you play an Instrument:	no
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	yes
In the past month have you Smoked:
In the past month have you been on Drugs:
In the past month have you gone on a Date:
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	yes
In the past month have you been on Stage:
In the past month have you been Dumped:	yes
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:
Ever been Drunk:	yes
Ever been called a Tease:
Ever been Beaten up:
Ever Shoplifted:	no its bad
How do you want to Die:	when im old
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	cheif
What country would you most like to Visit:	PINAAZ
*In a Boy/Girl..*
Favourite Eye Color:	black
Favourite Hair Color:	black or blond
Short or Long Hair:	short
Height:	5'6/5'5
Weight:	127
Best Clothing Style:	alright clothes
Number of Drugs I have taken:
Number of CDs I own:
Number of Piercings:	6
Number of Tattoos:
Number of things in my Past I Regret:
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Saturday, October 15, 2005

Lyrics :

Umm…
UmMm..

Yea

Do (8X)

Oh Yea

Gotta change my answering machine

Now that Im alone

Cus right now it says that we

Can’t come to the phone.

And I know it makes no sense

Cus you walked out the door

But it’s the only way I hear your voice any more

Its ridiculous

It’s been months

For some reason

I just can’t get over us

And Im stronger than this

Enough is enough

No more walkin' round wit my head down

Im so over being blue

Crying over you

Chorus:
And im so sick of love songs

So tired of tears

So done wit wishing you were still here

Said Im so sick of love songs

So sad and slow

So why can’t I turn off the radio?

Gotta fix that calendar I had

Thats marked July 15th

Because if there’s no more you

There’s no more anniversary

Im so sad up wit my thoughts of you

And your memory

And now every song reminds me of what used to be

And that’s the reason

Im so sick of love songs

So tired of tears

So done wit wishing you were still here

Said Im so sick of love songs

So sad and slow

So why can’t I turn off the radio?

Ooohh

Leave me alone

Stupid love songs

Don’t make me think about her smile

Bout having my first child

Im letting go

Turning off the radio

Cus Im so sick of love songs

So tired of tears

So done wit wishing she was still here

Said Im so sick of love songs

So sad and slow

So why can’t I turn off the radio?

And im so sick of love songs

So tired of tears

So done wit wishing she was still here

Said Im so sick of love songs

So sad and slow

So why can’t I turn off the radio?

And im so sick of love songs

So tired of tears

So done wit wishing you were still here

Said Im so sick of love songs

So sad and slow

So why can’t I turn off the radio?

Why can’t I turn off the radio?

So why can’t I turn off the radio?