| well my life fuckin sucks(except for brittany..shes my life...) now that i didnt get to see the best fuckin band on the planet...and i doubt my fuckin parents will let me go to dallas to see them with my awesomely awesome girlfriend...and im grounded for the next 2 weeks and like....2 fuckin days or some shit like that...other than that all i really do is miss brittany all day...and listen to the academy is...i dont think im gonna keep playing guitar...it doesnt seem like i can make stuff that i like..much less other people...
wow now i dont feel to good...now that girlfriend hates me...hm...im like the worst boyfriend ever...im sorry you have to put up with such a dick brittany...im sure you could do better than me...but i still love you...(madly)..
Out of the box, out of the kitchen. Out of the world she's grown so fearful of. So fearful of. I don't ever want to see you again. I don't ever want to see you again, my friend. This is the end. Out of the house, she grabs the keys, runs for the hills and doesn't leave a letter. That way the impact will be much better. Away from the man that she's grown so fearful of. So fearful of. I don't ever want to see you again. I don't ever want to see you again. Why oh why do you wear sunglasses in the home when the sun went down about an hour ago? Life should not be that way. Always up or down, never down and out. You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak. Speak now, or forever hold your peace in pieces. Now that I'm grown, I've seen marriages fall to pieces. Now that I'm grown, I've seen friendships fall to pieces. Weekend warriors, and our best friends. The writers weren't kidding about how all good things must end. Then again some things are far too good to go ahead and let go. Speak now or forever hold your peace... We won't forget Tony or Johnny. No matter how they miss us they still wish us the best on the road. Garrett took a plane to Paris, France. Now he's cooking up entrees for the pretty, pretty French girls. Bookends, Blue and Clarity, to The Wall and Grace. Darkside, Wish, and a toast to late Figure 8. Weekend warriors, and our best friends. The writers weren't kidding, but the good things will live in our hearts.
i love you brittany |