Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Nothings fine, i'm torn.
You're a little late, i'm already torn..

Sunday, March 28, 2010

She sleeps with fiolance, and when she wakes
her hair is messed up, and her lips are dry.
She's always late, and forgets to call you back
eventhough she promised. She laughs too hard,
and way too much. She can't handle love, or
make any choices. She's clumsy, selfish and
impatient. She complains, She wines, She nags,
She's perfect.

She's perfect in her own way..
I will always love you
baby,

childishly..
I may not have the softest touch,
I may not say the words as such.
And though i may not look like much,
I'm yours..

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Karma, is the biggest
bitch!


(i found that out today..)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

What should i do about the wild and the tame?

- The wild heart that wants to be free..
- And the tame heart that wants to come home..

I want to be held. I don't want you to come close.
I want you to scoop me up and bring me home at nights.
I don't want to tell you where i am. I want to keep a
place among the rocks where no one can find me.

I want to be with you.

(but at times not at all..)

Oh boy you make me feel like Oh boy,
you make me feel like no boy,
could make me feel like you.
I really really want you.
Oh boy, you make me feel so oh boy,
you really turn me on boy.
And i don't know what to do,
i really really wanna be with you.
And i do mean, you're the cutest
boy i've ever seen, and you've got
that something, something that i want
something that i need, a dirty little
young girls dream. I really really wanna
make me swirl, like a tiny little pearl.
I will patiently wait, untill you're done
with this other girl, and i don't care
about your so damn good excuses.
Cause they turn me on, yeah they turn
me strong, turn me on, you know just
how to light my fuses.

No boy, can make me feel like you boy.

Friday, March 19, 2010

It's seven in the morning, and i'm not even tired.
Your voice is spinning, screwing with my mind,
boy you've got me wired. Oh Jimmy, put your
hands all over me, like your synthesizer. I've got
this nasty craving, need a shot of your tranquilizer.

Got you stuck, stuck in my head.
You're playing like a song in the back of my head.