iLoveYouWithaKnife
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- Joined
- Mar 30, 2002
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It's that time once again,
where I want everything
around me to disappear.
And the funny thing
is that it does.
When I'm on the phone with you.
I come into work,
and someone's got
to bitch about something
so I ignore them and
think about how I want to
lay in the Christmas lit
attic room, on the couch with you,
and spoon... and bury my face
from the world,
and never come back into
reality.
And what's really got
me going today...
you say you want to know.
I come to the place
where I spill out my guts,
the place where I'm
not afraid to be me.
And what do I see.
Once again,
I didn't make words
this week...
that were good enough
to be stuck to the top
longer than they should.
But who is that, that does?
Oh right...
that one, that one kid,
who wants to pretend
that I fucking RUINED him.
Right...
I made you cry.
Well, if that's the truth
(which hmm... nevermind)
then it's about fucking time.
So you got the fucking spot
okay?
Feel better now,
that you have the
so sorry she made you cry,
and she broke your heart
You said I'm looking for sympathy?
I'm just looking for that
fucking firm that could erase my
memory... (not the moving ending)
eternal sunshine for my spotless mind.
where I want everything
around me to disappear.
And the funny thing
is that it does.
When I'm on the phone with you.
I come into work,
and someone's got
to bitch about something
so I ignore them and
think about how I want to
lay in the Christmas lit
attic room, on the couch with you,
and spoon... and bury my face
from the world,
and never come back into
reality.
And what's really got
me going today...
you say you want to know.
I come to the place
where I spill out my guts,
the place where I'm
not afraid to be me.
And what do I see.
Once again,
I didn't make words
this week...
that were good enough
to be stuck to the top
longer than they should.
But who is that, that does?
Oh right...
that one, that one kid,
who wants to pretend
that I fucking RUINED him.
Right...
I made you cry.
Well, if that's the truth
(which hmm... nevermind)
then it's about fucking time.
So you got the fucking spot
okay?
Feel better now,
that you have the
so sorry she made you cry,
and she broke your heart
You said I'm looking for sympathy?
I'm just looking for that
fucking firm that could erase my
memory... (not the moving ending)
eternal sunshine for my spotless mind.
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