she would spend another afternoon drinking wine
sitting on your door, just wasting time
talking about the way it used to be
so much better  
you're the only one that wore your seatbelt,
we're the only ones that cried,
catastrophic accidents,
you're the only one that died i thought i could handle this,
but i was tragically mistaken.
my self-confidence is crushed.
i'm not the same girl i once was,
but i can still recognize the fact that
it doesn't bother you in the least.  
what have i done?
it's too late for that.
what have i become?
truth is nothing yet. It's funny.
Cause when it rains, it pours.
We have enough money to fight wars,
but not enough money to feed the poor.  
You can tell the same lie a thousand times,
but it never gets any more true
So close your eyes once more
and once more believe..
That they all still believe in you. cause you're a little bit too nice:;
i look a little bit like hell cause i'm a little tired
and a little overwhelmed. and
you're a little bit too late and
it's a little bit too soon,
and i'm a little bit too
strange for someone like you. It seems I do more harm than good
and I don't know
if it's worth me loosing sleep over this. it's four in the afternoon,
i'm on a flight leaving L.A.
trying to think about my life,
my youth scattered along the highway.  
your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
do you know you're unlike any other?
you'll always be my thunder,
and i said your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
i don't wanna ever love another. i still taste and thus reserve my right to hate you  
Cut it out, your self-inflicted pain is getting too routine.
The crowds are catching on to the self-inflicting song.
Well, here we go again, the art of acting weak.
Fall in love to fail to boost your CD sales.
And that CD sells - yeah, what a hit.
You've got to repeat it. You gotta sink to swim. you can't just sit there and
put everybody's lives ahead of yours,
and think that counts as love.  
You said I wouldn't get too far
On a tank of gas and an empty heart
But I got everything I'll ever need
I've got this old guitar
And a brand new set of strings. Every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat.
Every stupid melody to every stupid song.
And every stupid word that everybody's hanging on.   When the president talks to God, I wonder which one plays the better cop.
We should find some jobs, the ghetto's broke -
no, they're just lazy. George, I say we don't.
Just give 'em more liquor stores and dirty coke.
That's what God recommends. I still wear my heart on my sleeve
but I think I drink more now then ever  
No you don't mean nothing at all to me
But you got what it takes to set me free
Oh you could mean everything to me. sometimes I sleep and sometimes it's not for days
the people I meet always go their seperate ways
sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink
and sometimes when you're alone, all you do is think  
i'm not sick but i'm not well
and i'm so hot cause i'm in hell
i'm not sick but i'm not well
and it's a sin to live so well
i wanna publish zines
and rage against machines
i wanna pierce my tongue
it doesn't hurt, it feels fine. I'd be laughing today but your voice on the phone gives me no reason
don't take from me, my heart is barely beating.  
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark. After all the fuck ups and fallouts
With all the ups and downs and turn arounds
Through all the breaking up to breaking down
Yeah we were the ones to say,
There might not be a next time  
Dressed up, whats a movement?
I can't control, I can't confess my fear
I don't don't, everybody has a reason to call them all too young
You cut me off too young
Messed up, am I moving?
I can control, but I can't predict my years
I fall so fast and careless, it's just something I do oh To medicate this state of mind,
You'll find is overrated.  
contrary to what the cynics say, distance
is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. it's for
those who are willing to spend a lot of time
alone in exchange for a little time with the
one they love. it's for those who know a
good thing when they see it; even if they
don't see it nearly enough. I got a first class ticket to a night all alone
And a front row seat up right by the phone
Cause you're always on my mind
And I'm running out of time.  
Someplace far away,
at some sad table littered with chipped plates,
with bad light and 48 frames from a movie
on the cutting room floor, you said,
True meaning would be dying with you.
and though I wanted to, I did not smile. whenever i'm walking down the hallway at school
and i see you coming my way, i determinedly
avoid looking at you. out of the corner of my eye,
i can see that you're not looking at me.
but it makes me wonder whether you're doing the same thing.  
Collect the bad habits
That you couldn't bare to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath
Kisses still there
From a sour bottle baby girl
With eyes the size of baby worlds you want apologies
girl, you might hold your breath
until your breathing stops forever, forever
the only thing you'll get
is this curse on your lips:
i hope they taste of me forever  
We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof and loneliness
At best. Pathetic isn't something I would normally call myself,
but looking back I'm ashamed at how blind I really was.  
Make us poster boys in your scene
But we are not making an accepting speech
I have found the safest place to keep all of our mistakes
Every dot com's refreshing for a journal update
So long live the car-crash hearts I remember thinking I could go on forever just knowing
I'd see you again.   but i guess i'm just not
what your waiting for. She's classy unlike all the other girls. She knows herself and she knows she's not perfect,
but she spends her time having fun and doing the best she can with what she's got.  
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