tell me baby, what's your story?
lately i have sweet weekends and fall in love with songs.
namely, these songs:
bullet for my valentine - tears don't fall
red hot chili peppers - tell me baby
blue october - hate me
30 seconds to mars - the kill
dramarama - anything, anything
bloc party - like eatting glass
fun things of late:
- boyfriend's family reunion/thing
- tony hawk 4, lots of it
- yardsales and razzys, then other shopping
- photos from the KARAOKE at dan + jenn's wedding
- behn + i watched pirate porn
- spent 9.5 hours (behn's shift) at rachel's house on sunday
- cleaned inside of car, made a bunch of jewellery, ate nachos
- rearranged my bedroom, brought in new furniture
- anthony bought a 360 and it's DAMN sweet
- boiled corn for the first time, hahahahhaa
They come from every state to find
Some dreams were meant to be declined
Tell the man what did you have in mind
What have you come to do
No turning water into wine
No learning while you're in the line
I'll take you to the broken sign
You see the lights are blue
Come and get it
Lost it at the city limit
Say goodbye
Cause they will find a way to trim it
Everybody
Lookin' for a silly gimmick
Gotta get away
Can't take it for another minute
This town is made of many things
Just look at what the current brings
So high it's only promising
This place was made on you
Tell me baby what's your story
Where you come from
And where you wanna go this time
Tell me lover are you lonely
The thing we need is
Never all that hard to find
Tell me baby what's your story
Where do you come from
And where you wanna go this time
Your so lovely are you lonely
Giving up on the innocence you left behind
Some claim to have the fortitude
To shrewd to blow the interlude
Sustaining pain to set a mood
Step out to be renewed
I'll move you like a baritone
Jungle brothers on the microphone
Getting over with an undertone
It's time to turn to stone
Chitty chitty baby
When your nose is in the nitty gritty
Life could be a little sweet
But life could be a little shitty
What a pity
Boston and a kansas city
Looking for a hundred
But you only ever found a fitty
Three fingers in the honeycomb
You ring just like a xylophone
Devoted to the chromosome
The day that you left home
namely, these songs:
bullet for my valentine - tears don't fall
red hot chili peppers - tell me baby
blue october - hate me
30 seconds to mars - the kill
dramarama - anything, anything
bloc party - like eatting glass
fun things of late:
- boyfriend's family reunion/thing
- tony hawk 4, lots of it
- yardsales and razzys, then other shopping
- photos from the KARAOKE at dan + jenn's wedding
- behn + i watched pirate porn
- spent 9.5 hours (behn's shift) at rachel's house on sunday
- cleaned inside of car, made a bunch of jewellery, ate nachos
- rearranged my bedroom, brought in new furniture
- anthony bought a 360 and it's DAMN sweet
- boiled corn for the first time, hahahahhaa
They come from every state to find
Some dreams were meant to be declined
Tell the man what did you have in mind
What have you come to do
No turning water into wine
No learning while you're in the line
I'll take you to the broken sign
You see the lights are blue
Come and get it
Lost it at the city limit
Say goodbye
Cause they will find a way to trim it
Everybody
Lookin' for a silly gimmick
Gotta get away
Can't take it for another minute
This town is made of many things
Just look at what the current brings
So high it's only promising
This place was made on you
Tell me baby what's your story
Where you come from
And where you wanna go this time
Tell me lover are you lonely
The thing we need is
Never all that hard to find
Tell me baby what's your story
Where do you come from
And where you wanna go this time
Your so lovely are you lonely
Giving up on the innocence you left behind
Some claim to have the fortitude
To shrewd to blow the interlude
Sustaining pain to set a mood
Step out to be renewed
I'll move you like a baritone
Jungle brothers on the microphone
Getting over with an undertone
It's time to turn to stone
Chitty chitty baby
When your nose is in the nitty gritty
Life could be a little sweet
But life could be a little shitty
What a pity
Boston and a kansas city
Looking for a hundred
But you only ever found a fitty
Three fingers in the honeycomb
You ring just like a xylophone
Devoted to the chromosome
The day that you left home