too bad you never got into this band....i cant believe you never liked them!!!!
to Gillian,
(i have no reason to refer you as SHE or HER of my "EX" .you have a name. as do i. try not too hard to forget that.
surely,any girl of my dreams would be able to say she likes this band...and this song.
we played this song on new years eve...and it spoke to me. as i sung the words.
once again. lyrics jumping out and slapping me in the face.
how appropriate. that i continue to be reminded of you by being slapped in the face even long after you have gone away and are unable to touch me. not that you would,because you dont believe in violence.
i awoke this morning to the sound of the girl next door screaming f words and such and then crying hysterically.
wonderful way to start your day. i thought i was dreaming of you.
anways. here is the worlds smallest violin to play a song by MY FAVORITE FUCKING BAND.NOT YOURS.Lagwagon.
sex and violins. lame.
TAKE A FUCKIN LOOK AT THE WORDS OF THIS SONG. AND PICTURE ME SINGING IT TO YOU.
thats how it is supposed to be read. only picture me singing it less drunk than i was on New Years Eve.
VIOLINS
I am just another fool, and I have to, keep telling myself that
I am just a hypocrite, and I have to, keep calling you one
And I forgot to bite my tongue, as my assumption, is the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape
So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away
I awake with your replacement, a bottle in my grasp, in an unfamiliar place
Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life
As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you, and we broke down
And you can't live with my mistakes, but I assume false grace
Open my arms and grasp at something true
[chorus]
How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again
So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away
I bring out the worst in you, and you try to let me know
You bring out the worst in me, anxiety, anxiety
I'm trying to let you go, you say I'm giving you the creeps
So I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart
[repeat chorus]
Into you like a mortal stake so vindictive
Your love's slipping away
Violins, into this ashtray life
Violins, the butt of your sick joke
Violins, I'm trying hard to let you go
Violins
(i have no reason to refer you as SHE or HER of my "EX" .you have a name. as do i. try not too hard to forget that.
surely,any girl of my dreams would be able to say she likes this band...and this song.
we played this song on new years eve...and it spoke to me. as i sung the words.
once again. lyrics jumping out and slapping me in the face.
how appropriate. that i continue to be reminded of you by being slapped in the face even long after you have gone away and are unable to touch me. not that you would,because you dont believe in violence.
i awoke this morning to the sound of the girl next door screaming f words and such and then crying hysterically.
wonderful way to start your day. i thought i was dreaming of you.
anways. here is the worlds smallest violin to play a song by MY FAVORITE FUCKING BAND.NOT YOURS.Lagwagon.
sex and violins. lame.
TAKE A FUCKIN LOOK AT THE WORDS OF THIS SONG. AND PICTURE ME SINGING IT TO YOU.
thats how it is supposed to be read. only picture me singing it less drunk than i was on New Years Eve.
VIOLINS
I am just another fool, and I have to, keep telling myself that
I am just a hypocrite, and I have to, keep calling you one
And I forgot to bite my tongue, as my assumption, is the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape
So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away
I awake with your replacement, a bottle in my grasp, in an unfamiliar place
Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life
As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you, and we broke down
And you can't live with my mistakes, but I assume false grace
Open my arms and grasp at something true
[chorus]
How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again
So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away
I bring out the worst in you, and you try to let me know
You bring out the worst in me, anxiety, anxiety
I'm trying to let you go, you say I'm giving you the creeps
So I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart
[repeat chorus]
Into you like a mortal stake so vindictive
Your love's slipping away
Violins, into this ashtray life
Violins, the butt of your sick joke
Violins, I'm trying hard to let you go
Violins