Nov 26, 2006 07:22
maybe its just me
there's nothing to see here people keep moving on,
slowly the next time and then there gone
no care's when the show is done..
standing in line and its cold
and you want to go
remembers a joke so you turn around
there's noone to listen so laugh by your self
i heard its cold out
sbut her popsisicle melts
shes in the bathroom
she pleasures her self
says i'm a bad man
she's locking me out
its cause of these things
ita cause of these thing
lets make a fast plan
watch it burn to the ground
i try to whisper
so no one figures it out
i'm not a bad man i'm just overwhelmed
its cause of these things
its cause of these things
the crowd on the street walk slowly don't mind the rain
lovers hold hands to numb the pain
griping tightly to something they'll never own
and those by them selves
by choice or by some reward
no mistakes
only now your board
this is the time of your life you just can't tell
i heard its cold out
sbut her popsisicle melts
shes in the bathroom
she pleasures her self
says i'm a bad man
she's locking me out
its cause of these things
ita cause of these things
i heard its cold out
sbut her popsisicle melts
shes in the bathroom
she pleasures her self
says i'm a bad man
she's locking me out
its cause of these things
ita cause of these things
lets make a fast plan
watch it burn to the ground
i try to whisper
so no one figures it out
i'm not a bad man i'm just overwhelmed
its cause of these things
its cause of these things