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no one can ever make me feel the way i felt when i was with you... i seriously l o v e d you...but now i don't know...

Roses are red violets are blue condoms can break so watch who you screw!

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She paints her nails and she don't know
He's got her best friend on the phone
She'll wash her hair,
His dirty clothes are all he gives to her
And he's got posters on the wall
Of all the girls he wished she was
And he means everything to her

Chorus:
Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything about her
He's too stoned, Nintendo
I wish that I could make her see
She's just the flavour of the week

It's friday night and she's all alone
He's a million miles away
She's dressed to kill
But the TV's on
He's connected to the sound
And he's got pictures on the wall
Of all the girls he's loved before
And she knows all his favourite songs

Repeat Chorus

Yeah

Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything about her
He's too stoned, he's too stoned
He's too stoned, he's too stoned

Repeat Chorus

Yeah she's the flavour of the week
But she makes me weak

-american hi-fi "flavour of the week"

hmmm....idk what 2 say about school but its boring yea haha...

I did everything you did to me to you
But I’m out of ammunition
So I’ll take these words and fire then into your chest
Find a new place for them to rest
I Sieze up your insides scarring your flesh
Open up and let them in

I’ll write your name across the wall
With all the blood that spills from my heart
Break my limbs and strech my skin
Until my hands can
reach across the floor
Feel for this pile of broken glass
I’ll hand you the sharpest one
To place it right in my back
Yeah!

You did everything to me I did to you
This is the last song that your getting
Cuz we’re through
The only thing left perfect
Was states we put between us
cause you kno im always writing you postcards
seeing how good it feels not to have you here

I’ll write your name across the wall
With all the blood that spills from my heart
Break my limbs and strech my skin
Until my hands can
reach across the floor
Feel for this pile of broken glass
I’ll hand you the sharpest one
To place it right in my back

So far so good
It takes a miracle
You’re only half as good as someone to hear me in this well
Your last word isn’t

I’ll write your name across the wall
With all the blood that spills from my heart
Break my limbs and strech my skin
Until my hands can
reach across the floor
Feel for this pile of broken glass

I’ll write your name across the wall
With all the blood that spills from my heart
Break my limbs and strech my skin
Until my hands can
reach across the floor
Feel for this pile of broken glass
I’ll hand you the sharpest one
To place it right in my back

hey...ya i no u miss me.... but i aint here so haha...

Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can

Tears fall, down your face
The taste, is something new
Something that I know
Moving on is easiest when I'm around you

So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
Now a year has passed
The seasons go

Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can

Waiting, day to day it goes through
My lips are sealed for her
My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you
To settle for less is not what I prefer

So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
Now a year has passed
The seasons go

Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can

(ba bop bop bop la la la la...)

Summertime, the nights are so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you to me

Summertime, the nights are so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you...
To me

My friend
You're always the last one to leave those dimly lit rooms
Making sure the last glass makes its way to the table empty
And every bottle in the place
Has been upside down at least a few times
What a waste
Is this what's left of you these days?

You're not 18 anymore
Five years should have been enough time
For you to grow up and get over this
Not too cool
To be throwing up all morning sick
From what you might have done or done it with

I swear
If I could take your pain and frame it
And hang it on my wall
Maybe you would never have to hurt at all
I'm painting pictures in red and blue
A portrait bruised just like you
Now you're walking away

You're not 18 anymore
Five years should have been enough time
For you to grow up and get over this
Not too cool
To be throwing up all morning sick
From what you might have done

When is enough finally enough?
All the hang-ups and the heartbreaks get you past
All failures and bad breaks
Just accept yourself
Find something that brings you closer to complete

Painting pictures in red and blue
A portrait bruised just like you
And now you're walking away

You're not 18 anymore
Five years should have been enough time
For you to grow up and get over this
Not too cool
To be throwing up all morning sick
From what you might of done or done it with

When is enough finally enough?
When is enough finally enough?


"masterpiece"- bayside

My friend
You're always the last one to leave those dimly lit rooms
Making sure the last glass makes its way to the table empty
And every bottle in the place
Has been upside down at least a few times
What a waste
Is this what's left of you these days?

You're not 18 anymore
Five years should have been enough time
For you to grow up and get over this
Not too cool
To be throwing up all morning sick
From what you might have done or done it with

I swear
If I could take your pain and frame it
And hang it on my