Sunday, December 27, 2009

push

and if your going to write a song about me, make sure you get all the references right,
make sure the pitch and tone of your voice emulate just enough pain, to make every girl that hears it simply want to die
when you get her in your bed
touch her and ask her how she's doing
they always have the same answers, i always knew what you wanted right from the look in your eyes



i need a glass of water and another round of vicodin
forget about the diet, and all your dead best friends

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