the finale.

[spazzintellect]

im in the process of moving out of this apartment we shared. being alone here has really opened my eyes. im glad to be getting out, although i dont think ill ever shake some of these memories. i dont think i want to either way. there was a certain uniqueness to "us" that is worth keeping with me. even though now all is said and done, ive failed, but am feeling optimistic about my future, no matter where i am or who im with. this is my life, im not giving it to anyone else until there is an undying belief that they will accept it, and accept me. i feel okay. im okay. here are the final songs that sort of close this book that i will refer to as "my greatest love". a few parting notes. im thankful we are still friends.

"Thanks For The Misery"

How did you do this to me
How could you do this to me

I guess I'm horrible for you
I guess it's what the people do
I heard you're moving out of here
You know I'm getting out

What was the point to all of this
What was the point to our first kiss
I guess the news I heard was true
The news I heard came from you

I guess I'm horrible for you
I guess it's what the people do
I heard you're moving out of here
You know I'm getting out

I hope that things work out for you
I hope that he works out for you
I wish that we worked out for you
I know we'd never work for you

I guess I'm horrible for you
I guess it's what the people do
I heard you're moving out of here
You know I'm getting out

"Playing Dead"

My head is pounding, it kills me more each day
I’ve been here before with you
There’s nothing left, nothing left to say
I’ll never have to say the words that we don’t want to hear
I’ll never have to say the words, you never have to fear

Here’s where your story ends
Here’s where my life begins
No one knows you better than you know yourself
Everyone around you says you just need help

I’m still the worser, I’m better isn’t yet
What I’ve forgotten you will soon forget to say
I’ll never have to say the words that we both fear
I’ll never have to say the words you never have to hear

I’m giving up on you, not calling in
Stop wont really work for me anymore
I hope it was worth it, I’ll never do this again
No one knows just what you mean to me
I hope you pick yourself up again

Here’s where your story ends
Here’s where my life begins
No one knows you better than you know yourself
Everyone around you says you just need help
Everyone will judge us by the words we say
Everything’s easy if we just play dead

r.i.p. oct.04-july.06