listening to the sweetest tunes without you
lay back baby and we'll do this right
there's blankets in back we can use
i'll start the car, but we'll stay in park
the cold can kill us before fumes
now's the right time for a good song
got something to say what I can't
do you feel bad, like I feel bad?
we'll pour us a road, we'll both drink and drive...
kiss me with your cherry lipstick
never wash you off my face
hit me I can take your cheap shots
leave you with the love we made
come alive on the driver's side
so close I taste your breath
your lips go dry, but they're sweet inside
wine must go right to your head
it'd be easy if you get mad
but three fingers point back to you
we could stay here
stay out all night
no one will know us and the moonlight
kiss me with your cherry lipstick
never wash you off my face
hit me, I can take your cheap shots
leave you with the love we made
i set my watch by a street-side clock
a needle in echo groove
you pierce my heart like a willing arm
your ticking makes my blood move
there's no way out this fade out
be happy to get what you do
make him notice with both fists
cause quitting alone will never get you dry
never get you dry
give me everything you've got now
i don't feel a single thing
drag me out into the cold rain
let it hover over me
kiss me with your cherry lipstick
never wash you off my face
hit me, i can take your cheap shots
leave you with the love we made
hit me, i can take your cheap shot
leave you with the love we made
i fucking love that song. it sums up my last 3 relationships quite well.
for some reason i was thinking about bruce a lot... the one guy that fucked me over the most... even more than jacob. i never speak of the true reason we split. i most likely never will. jacob is the only one who knows, and i think that's how it will always remain. yes, the lack of speaking beyond seeing each other was a reason... not THE reason... but a good enough reason to say we split.
but i've really been thinking about him... about how much i was into him... about how much he was into me... about how we did nothing but have a good time. then THAT NIGHT happened. ruined everything. so why am i thinking about him?
i actually talked to him a couple of weeks ago... i acted like nothing had ever happened... like we were still the same as we were before. i could tell he was shocked i had called him and didn't know how to take it. afterall, i did say i would never have anything to fucking do with him again. i just think i needed to hear from him... to hear him and remind me of the ending.
the weird part? i was with jason when i talked to him. afterwards, i had some relief... i was with jason which I THOUGHT would be something awesome... even if that night was a bad night and also the night that ended everything... and speaking with bruce kind of secretly made me feel good about things.
so, i should probably be thinking about jason... but i think that is pretty much a loss cause. we don't speak anymore. i guess i should be glad it ended for now i'm seeing how he really feels. he didn't even give a shit about being friends. no attempt is being made. nice. so once again.... why? why do i care? why do i still want to be in touch with him when he clearly doesn't want the same?
do i just pick out the wrong guys? actually, with jason it wasn't that he was the wrong guy. i was just the wrong girl.
i need to stop evaluating past relationships. it's just that... in the past... gone. i don't regret any of it. i just want to forgive myself for it all.
apart from my emo-esque world of guys....
i start starbucks monday at 10am
my parents are still in california (happy happy)
i drove solo all night the other night with the music up and windows down. it was glorious.
it's finally starting to feel like summer
and i love. i really love.
there's blankets in back we can use
i'll start the car, but we'll stay in park
the cold can kill us before fumes
now's the right time for a good song
got something to say what I can't
do you feel bad, like I feel bad?
we'll pour us a road, we'll both drink and drive...
kiss me with your cherry lipstick
never wash you off my face
hit me I can take your cheap shots
leave you with the love we made
come alive on the driver's side
so close I taste your breath
your lips go dry, but they're sweet inside
wine must go right to your head
it'd be easy if you get mad
but three fingers point back to you
we could stay here
stay out all night
no one will know us and the moonlight
kiss me with your cherry lipstick
never wash you off my face
hit me, I can take your cheap shots
leave you with the love we made
i set my watch by a street-side clock
a needle in echo groove
you pierce my heart like a willing arm
your ticking makes my blood move
there's no way out this fade out
be happy to get what you do
make him notice with both fists
cause quitting alone will never get you dry
never get you dry
give me everything you've got now
i don't feel a single thing
drag me out into the cold rain
let it hover over me
kiss me with your cherry lipstick
never wash you off my face
hit me, i can take your cheap shots
leave you with the love we made
hit me, i can take your cheap shot
leave you with the love we made
i fucking love that song. it sums up my last 3 relationships quite well.
for some reason i was thinking about bruce a lot... the one guy that fucked me over the most... even more than jacob. i never speak of the true reason we split. i most likely never will. jacob is the only one who knows, and i think that's how it will always remain. yes, the lack of speaking beyond seeing each other was a reason... not THE reason... but a good enough reason to say we split.
but i've really been thinking about him... about how much i was into him... about how much he was into me... about how we did nothing but have a good time. then THAT NIGHT happened. ruined everything. so why am i thinking about him?
i actually talked to him a couple of weeks ago... i acted like nothing had ever happened... like we were still the same as we were before. i could tell he was shocked i had called him and didn't know how to take it. afterall, i did say i would never have anything to fucking do with him again. i just think i needed to hear from him... to hear him and remind me of the ending.
the weird part? i was with jason when i talked to him. afterwards, i had some relief... i was with jason which I THOUGHT would be something awesome... even if that night was a bad night and also the night that ended everything... and speaking with bruce kind of secretly made me feel good about things.
so, i should probably be thinking about jason... but i think that is pretty much a loss cause. we don't speak anymore. i guess i should be glad it ended for now i'm seeing how he really feels. he didn't even give a shit about being friends. no attempt is being made. nice. so once again.... why? why do i care? why do i still want to be in touch with him when he clearly doesn't want the same?
do i just pick out the wrong guys? actually, with jason it wasn't that he was the wrong guy. i was just the wrong girl.
i need to stop evaluating past relationships. it's just that... in the past... gone. i don't regret any of it. i just want to forgive myself for it all.
apart from my emo-esque world of guys....
i start starbucks monday at 10am
my parents are still in california (happy happy)
i drove solo all night the other night with the music up and windows down. it was glorious.
it's finally starting to feel like summer
and i love. i really love.