Jan 13, 2006 10:17
When it comes to breaking hearts, you know I'm the best. Just lift up your shirt, give me a clean shot at your chest. Don't you bother acting bothered, because I know the truth. You're looking pretty good like you could use someone to hurt. I can tell you're feeling lonely by the way you wear that skirt. Don't say you want only me, because I know the truth. I try not thinking on the weekends but the weeks they never end. So, now I'm whistling in the dark, yeah I'm screaming at the wind. I know it might seem childish, but I'd rather not know the truth. Take yourself a number and grab yourself a seat. While you're waiting, you can practice looking good and talking sweet. Everyone says they want love, but that's just not the truth.
yes, yes. mr. powell is a genius. and i love him <3