Dec 29, 2004 16:07
i thought i had it all i had exact change and everything but i still got the short end of the shit.
i dont owe you anything even if you would look better on your back i still wouldnt bother asking you to dance, cancer candy and force mode liner notes to all my favorite songs stapled to my bedroom wall.
and of course, theres my picture i have of you, saved from all those get togethers in the middle of nowhere with waterguns and empty cans made pipes for our sacks. i dont owe you a thing except one final kiss goodbye.