heaven hits me hard/have u ever hada heaven here/heaven hits me hardly/have u ever hada heaven here
my business is none of your business
why is it so fucking hard to escape
find somewhere to relax, to get away, with someone to cheer you up
an somehow i did find somewhere to disappear to an with someone who's completely fucking awesome
an i can actually be myself
an there's no stress, no worries, no drama
and yeah this is for all of you 'friends' out there:
you-
you're a dumb fuck, wake up an smell your shit (cut it with all the bullshit, no one believes a thing you say an we're all tired of hearing about your make believe bullshit)
you-
you're a dick (tho i love you still)
you-
you piss me off, i'm sorry okay (i'm not who you think i am or who you want me to be; i am not the world; i am not your world; i am nothing but a bitter malicious cunt)
you-
you're a fucking cunt (ooohh call me blah blah blah "your voice makes my head want to explode..." go fuck yourself you evil bitch
you-
you're always tryin to push me in the right direction (i'm sorry we don't talk to much but you know i love your guts an you put down on paper an canvas works of art that make me jealous an know you i love your shit)
and you-
you're my comfort blanket, you're my best friend, you're like the love of my life an i will take good care of you (baby i gots yo back, whatever you need, i'll try my best to ease your pain an cheer you up along the way, you've always done the same for me so this time i get to take cake of you. i could never begin to try to thank you or tall you how much you mean to me although i know you already know)
and you-
you can make everything else disappear (you can calm me down an reassure me, you can make me smile, you can cheer me up, like woah, and it's all so easy for you. i don't know how you do it but you're fucking amazing)
my birthday is in three days [Monday December 3rd] and i'm not excited, at all. in fact i feel really let down (bummed out;depressed) and i know it doesn't matter to anyone else either.
everyone else always has such a great time on their birthdays, you know their special day, woo an all. but it's just like every other day for me and to everyone else, it always is. there's nothing special or happy about it at all. there never has been an there never will be.
and don't give me any of your pity and bullshit. it wont make a difference and it wont change anything and i'm not fucking looking or asking for it so shut it
So come over to my house Catch up over dinner We are having strychnine and sirloin Port wine and paint thinner
why is it so fucking hard to escape
find somewhere to relax, to get away, with someone to cheer you up
an somehow i did find somewhere to disappear to an with someone who's completely fucking awesome
an i can actually be myself
an there's no stress, no worries, no drama
and yeah this is for all of you 'friends' out there:
you-
you're a dumb fuck, wake up an smell your shit (cut it with all the bullshit, no one believes a thing you say an we're all tired of hearing about your make believe bullshit)
you-
you're a dick (tho i love you still)
you-
you piss me off, i'm sorry okay (i'm not who you think i am or who you want me to be; i am not the world; i am not your world; i am nothing but a bitter malicious cunt)
you-
you're a fucking cunt (ooohh call me blah blah blah "your voice makes my head want to explode..." go fuck yourself you evil bitch
you-
you're always tryin to push me in the right direction (i'm sorry we don't talk to much but you know i love your guts an you put down on paper an canvas works of art that make me jealous an know you i love your shit)
and you-
you're my comfort blanket, you're my best friend, you're like the love of my life an i will take good care of you (baby i gots yo back, whatever you need, i'll try my best to ease your pain an cheer you up along the way, you've always done the same for me so this time i get to take cake of you. i could never begin to try to thank you or tall you how much you mean to me although i know you already know)
and you-
you can make everything else disappear (you can calm me down an reassure me, you can make me smile, you can cheer me up, like woah, and it's all so easy for you. i don't know how you do it but you're fucking amazing)
my birthday is in three days [Monday December 3rd] and i'm not excited, at all. in fact i feel really let down (bummed out;depressed) and i know it doesn't matter to anyone else either.
everyone else always has such a great time on their birthdays, you know their special day, woo an all. but it's just like every other day for me and to everyone else, it always is. there's nothing special or happy about it at all. there never has been an there never will be.
and don't give me any of your pity and bullshit. it wont make a difference and it wont change anything and i'm not fucking looking or asking for it so shut it
So come over to my house Catch up over dinner We are having strychnine and sirloin Port wine and paint thinner