Sometimes its scented or colored. Its located on your bathroom sink. Or In the shower on a rope. It takes away the stink. Well it does a little more then that.
everytime. everytime i tell myself. i gotta put this book back on your shelf. 'cause everytime, everytime i read from it. i lose myself, lose myself a little bit more.
This is my simple song about my simple life. I wake up, I sigh, it's time another day another dime.. I'll guess I'll try to find a way to pass the time,.
what's the matter with the world today. everything is far from okay. I wish we had superman to save the day. why can't we all get along. chill out and sing a song.
crying out for someone who's not there. help me I'm tired of pulling out my hair. and I'm wasted but I haven't got a beer. but if I'm such a nice guy well then I guess this isn't fair.
This song has absolutely no point about it. I'm not even gonna probably make sense. When I write it. Some lines won't rhyme. It won't tell a story. I gotta put my pencil down.
VERSE 1. I can't sleep. coz I feel so empty. I feel like nothing without you. this feeling I can't explain. it must be love so tell me. do you feel the same?.
It's a Tuesday night,. I'm sitting in my room all alone. 'Til I pick up the phone, and call my friends.. I call Jay, he calls Mike,. We all know what we wanna do tonight..
The sunbeam shines through my window. Reflects a picture of me and you. So happily that no one could ever know. . Paper dolls and magazines. Baby pictures and movie scenes.
Just last week you dumped. Now I'm driving past your house. Wondering if you are at home. But all the lights were out. I'll sit outside your window. I'll stare at you inside.
my life is made up of many exciting things. it takes time to realize that sometimes. but after all I go through, commit to. there is nothing else that I'd rather do.
I gotta tell you about my new love. should I mention that my girlfriend is in love with her too. she'll stay up all night, and party all night. and when she's lit everyone in the room knows what she's gonna do next.
I knew you for such a short amount of time, but it counts. because I'll never forget the times that we shared. but what I remember most was the smile on your face.
Maybe it's the way that you look at me. Makes me feel the way that I do. maybe its your laugh. or the way that you talk. or as simple as the way that you walk.
I'm a fuck-up, they're telling, because my life is amounting to nothing. Who are you to tell me how to live anyway?. ...even though its true, yes, it's true, that I'm a fuck-up, and I'm damn proud if it! Because it's true, yes it's true that I'm screwed up, but whatcha gonna do!.
Who is that chick in the burgundy tight shirt? I never seen her before. So I'll walk on up and I'll talk to her. "I got a boyfriend." she says, he looks at me, but then I say ...
Woke up, flat faced on a kitchen floor. With an empty bottle of JD still clasped in my hand. My headache was intense, there was a sudden chill in the air.
na na na.... sometimes things seem totally wiped out. i bite my lip and clench my fist so tight. that i cant even feel it. my pulse is ready to explode.
I can still smell the summer air. walking to the park, to the place where I grew up. humid nights, ridiculous fights. over girls that we just met. rollerblading everywhere, didn't care about too much.
something weird is going on, throughout this entire town. I'm packing up my mini van, cause shit's about to hit the fan. people are talking, and someone is stalking me.