It;s cold out here, under the stars
I don't really know where you are
But I want you
I want you
I know it's wrong to stand and wait
For someone who is always late
But I want to
Did you get my text, it's fucking freezing
I shouldn't wait in the breezes
I've got goosebumps
And the neighbours are starting to talk
Are you coming back love
Are you coming.... Jack
I'm frozen here in your back yard
Watching the lights of the traffic pass
But I want you
I want you
I feel if I stay out here for too long
I'll die and you might never hear this song
I'll be forgtotten
Please pick up my calls, I need to be hearing
Your voice down the line; my head clearing
You give me goosebumps
And the neighbours have given up
Are you coming back love
Are you coming... Jack
I promise I won't get sick and die
If only you stay by my side
I'll be fine
I swear I'll make it through the days
To get a job and to be paid
If you stay
Please, please get my text I think I'm frozen
Out of time, out of this moment
The goosebumps go
The neighbours have all moved away
There's no reason you can't keep your promise
You said you'd always be honest
You said you'd come if I called
So did you get my text; I'm fucking freezing
I need a call; I need a reason
To keep living
As the memories they fade
Are you coming back?
Are you coming back?
Are you coming back, love?
Are you coming, Jack?
xE
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Song -- Brats
These days it seems
That everyone is ignorant to me
It's not race or fat
Just idiots being spoiled brats
Maybe if they had to walk out
To get water that's far out
Then they'd be grateful for the
Father who made the daughter
It's not just anybody
It's a nation of idiots
We learn to say gracias
And God bless the SAS-S-S
Maybe if we gave up lying
Then there would be no crying
But its capital disaster
It's what they're all after
That everyone is ignorant to me
It's not race or fat
Just idiots being spoiled brats
Maybe if they had to walk out
To get water that's far out
Then they'd be grateful for the
Father who made the daughter
It's not just anybody
It's a nation of idiots
We learn to say gracias
And God bless the SAS-S-S
Maybe if we gave up lying
Then there would be no crying
But its capital disaster
It's what they're all after
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Song -- He
He called me gorgeous
But my face looked like shit
He said 'Look forwards'
But I couldn't take it
He said he loved me
I couldn't say it back
My friend's excited
Don't want me to be alone
Bored and tired
Sitting by the phone
If only she knew
I turned that same phone off
Again
And yes he's charming
And sometimes he's quite sweet
But I can never, ever seem to sleep
With him on my mind
He takes my hand and pulls me through the snow
I want to tell him
I just want to go
But his eyes they look so innocent
I'm just
Fooling him with my pretense
Duck diving for my defense
He can't see it
A fake smile apon my face
He's too caught up in the chase
If he can't see it
But my face looked like shit
He said 'Look forwards'
But I couldn't take it
He said he loved me
I couldn't say it back
My friend's excited
Don't want me to be alone
Bored and tired
Sitting by the phone
If only she knew
I turned that same phone off
Again
And yes he's charming
And sometimes he's quite sweet
But I can never, ever seem to sleep
With him on my mind
He takes my hand and pulls me through the snow
I want to tell him
I just want to go
But his eyes they look so innocent
I'm just
Fooling him with my pretense
Duck diving for my defense
He can't see it
A fake smile apon my face
He's too caught up in the chase
If he can't see it
Friday, January 8, 2010
Song -- Don't do this
I see you with your foot in the door
Oh, please don't do this
As you glance your eyes to the floor
I'm restless, don't screw this
I promise to do all you ask of me
Just don't do this
I'll stop writing all that poetry
Just don't do this
Please don't do this
I won't listen to music anymore
Just don't do this
I won't throw my clothes on the floor
Just don't do this
I won't dance around, spin around, drag you down
Just don't do this
Just don't stay
Oh, please don't do this
As you glance your eyes to the floor
I'm restless, don't screw this
I promise to do all you ask of me
Just don't do this
I'll stop writing all that poetry
Just don't do this
Please don't do this
I won't listen to music anymore
Just don't do this
I won't throw my clothes on the floor
Just don't do this
I won't dance around, spin around, drag you down
Just don't do this
Just don't stay
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