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I am one little emo bitch tonight.
I don't even relate to this song, like Hannah said, but it still makes me cry.
Konstantine -- Something Corporate
I can't imagine all the people that you know and the places that you go when the lights are turned down low.
And I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I'm slipping inbetween you and your big dreams.
It's always you in my big dreams.
And you tell me that it's over.
I wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers.
And you're restless, and I'm naked.
You've gotta get out; You can't stand to see me shaking.
Could you let me go?
I didn't think so.
And you don't wanna be here in the future, so you say the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past.
And you don't wanna look much closer 'cause you're afraid to find out all this hope you had sent into the sky by now has crashed.
And it did, because of me.
And then you bring me home, afraid to find out that you're alone.
And I'm sleeping in your livingroom.
We don't have much room to live.
I had these dreams that I learned to play guitar, maybe cross the country, become a rock star.
And there was hope in me that I could take you there, but damnit, you're so young.
Well, I don't think I care.
And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry.
Please don't think that this was easy.
Then you bring me home, 'cause we both know what it's like to be alone.
And I'm dreaming in your livingroom.
We don't have much room to live.
And konstantine is walking down the stairs.
Doesn't she look good, standing in her underwear.
And I was thinking, what was I thinking.
We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere.
My konstantine came walking down the stairs.
And all that I could do is touch her long, blond hair.
And I've been thinking, it hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking, no they never got us anywhere.
This is because I can spell konfusion with a k and I can like it.
It's to dying in another's arms and why I had to try it.
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car when the first star you see may not be a star.
I'm not your star.
Isn't that what you said, what you thought this song meant?
And if this is what it takes just to learn from my mistakes, and live with what I did to you and all the hell I put you through.
I always catch the clock.
It's 11:11 and now you want to talk.
It's not hard to dream: You'll always be my konstantine.
They'll never hurt you like I do.
They'll never hurt you like I do.
This is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did.
Hey, you know, you keep me up in bed.
This is to a girl who got into my head with all these fucked up things I did.
Hey, maybe, baby, you could keep me up in bed.
My konstantine, spin me around like a dream, we played out on this movie screen.
Did you know I miss you?
Oh God, I miss you.
And then you bring me home and we'll go to sleep, but this time not alone.
And you'll kiss me in your livingroom.
I know you'll miss me in your livingroom, 'cause these nights I think maybe that I'll miss you in my livingroom.
We don't have much room; Does anybody need that room?
Because we all need a little more room to live.
My konstantine.
I don't even relate to this song, like Hannah said, but it still makes me cry.
Konstantine -- Something Corporate
I can't imagine all the people that you know and the places that you go when the lights are turned down low.
And I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I'm slipping inbetween you and your big dreams.
It's always you in my big dreams.
And you tell me that it's over.
I wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers.
And you're restless, and I'm naked.
You've gotta get out; You can't stand to see me shaking.
Could you let me go?
I didn't think so.
And you don't wanna be here in the future, so you say the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past.
And you don't wanna look much closer 'cause you're afraid to find out all this hope you had sent into the sky by now has crashed.
And it did, because of me.
And then you bring me home, afraid to find out that you're alone.
And I'm sleeping in your livingroom.
We don't have much room to live.
I had these dreams that I learned to play guitar, maybe cross the country, become a rock star.
And there was hope in me that I could take you there, but damnit, you're so young.
Well, I don't think I care.
And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry.
Please don't think that this was easy.
Then you bring me home, 'cause we both know what it's like to be alone.
And I'm dreaming in your livingroom.
We don't have much room to live.
And konstantine is walking down the stairs.
Doesn't she look good, standing in her underwear.
And I was thinking, what was I thinking.
We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere.
My konstantine came walking down the stairs.
And all that I could do is touch her long, blond hair.
And I've been thinking, it hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking, no they never got us anywhere.
This is because I can spell konfusion with a k and I can like it.
It's to dying in another's arms and why I had to try it.
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car when the first star you see may not be a star.
I'm not your star.
Isn't that what you said, what you thought this song meant?
And if this is what it takes just to learn from my mistakes, and live with what I did to you and all the hell I put you through.
I always catch the clock.
It's 11:11 and now you want to talk.
It's not hard to dream: You'll always be my konstantine.
They'll never hurt you like I do.
They'll never hurt you like I do.
This is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did.
Hey, you know, you keep me up in bed.
This is to a girl who got into my head with all these fucked up things I did.
Hey, maybe, baby, you could keep me up in bed.
My konstantine, spin me around like a dream, we played out on this movie screen.
Did you know I miss you?
Oh God, I miss you.
And then you bring me home and we'll go to sleep, but this time not alone.
And you'll kiss me in your livingroom.
I know you'll miss me in your livingroom, 'cause these nights I think maybe that I'll miss you in my livingroom.
We don't have much room; Does anybody need that room?
Because we all need a little more room to live.
My konstantine.