the gapel fell. the verdict not guilty
the upside
i asked her out today. she said yes. i have to admit i was tense on asking her. i was nervous.....i was afraid. but i took the leap. im not gonna even attempt to plan anything. we are gonna go out and see what happens. i dont want a girlfriend. i cant have one. i dont have enough time and it would be unfair to them.
the downside
i was accused of calling lauren a slut. he asked me if i did. i told him the TRUTH. he believes her. thats ok. i can live with that. all i have to say about that is when they break up. he is gonna owe an apology for that one.
if i wanted to call her a slut i would.
"Writing On The Walls"
Maybe we, Why don't we sit right here for half an hour
We'll speak of what a waste I am and how we missed your beat again
I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place
To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in
I'm short of time
How come you try and fit the shape of what they tell you
But mostly what they show you that brings us home
I pray for you to move on
At this rate we can't keep up but I sure can't just sit still
I'm taking back all the things I said
Keep me filled in, I swear Ill come
We walk alone back home
You're almost gone and I'm okay to five you time to be afraid
I still see your shadow but never your face again
I remember your presence
I hope to God you come down
I hope to god you can feel this now
I know there must be some way out of here and all of them will be waiting there
i asked her out today. she said yes. i have to admit i was tense on asking her. i was nervous.....i was afraid. but i took the leap. im not gonna even attempt to plan anything. we are gonna go out and see what happens. i dont want a girlfriend. i cant have one. i dont have enough time and it would be unfair to them.
the downside
i was accused of calling lauren a slut. he asked me if i did. i told him the TRUTH. he believes her. thats ok. i can live with that. all i have to say about that is when they break up. he is gonna owe an apology for that one.
if i wanted to call her a slut i would.
"Writing On The Walls"
Maybe we, Why don't we sit right here for half an hour
We'll speak of what a waste I am and how we missed your beat again
I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place
To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in
I'm short of time
How come you try and fit the shape of what they tell you
But mostly what they show you that brings us home
I pray for you to move on
At this rate we can't keep up but I sure can't just sit still
I'm taking back all the things I said
Keep me filled in, I swear Ill come
We walk alone back home
You're almost gone and I'm okay to five you time to be afraid
I still see your shadow but never your face again
I remember your presence
I hope to God you come down
I hope to god you can feel this now
I know there must be some way out of here and all of them will be waiting there