Teenage Dream
Posted by admin on Feb 23, 2011 | Leave a Comment
Number of View: 100You think I’m pretty without any make-up on
You think I’m funny when I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down
Before you met me, I was a wreck
But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life
Now every February you’ll be my valentine, valentine
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Not Like The Movies
Posted by admin on Feb 23, 2011 | 3 Comments
Number of View: 161He put it on me, I put it on
Like there was nothin’ wrong
It didn’t fit, it wasn’t right
Wasn’t just the size
They say you know when you know
I don’t know
I didn’t feel
The fairy tale feeling, no
Am I a stupid girl
For even dreaming that I could?
If it’s not like the movies
That’s how it should be
When he’s the one, I’ll come undone
And my world will stop spinning
And that’s...
Brick By Brick
Posted by admin on Feb 23, 2011 | 2 Comments
Number of View: 226The weight of my words
Are like feathers from a bird
My mouth, it moves
But you won’t hear a thing
’Cause I’ve dug myself deep
I managed to fit both my hands and feet
All my little white lies
Smell like a big old bucket of bleach
In one ear and out your other
So lock and key
You won’t open up for me
So brick by brick
I am breaking through these walls
Oh, between you and me
I’m not giving...
Hot N Cold
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Number of View: 90You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you PMS
Like a bitch, I would know
And you overthink
Always speak cryptically
I should know
That you’re no good for me
’Cause you’re hot then you’re cold
You’re yes then you’re no
You’re in then you’re out
You’re up then you’re down
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Firework
Posted by admin on Feb 23, 2011 | 1 Comment
Number of View: 110Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?
Do you ever feel already buried deep?
Six feet under screams, but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there’s still a chance for you
’Cause there’s a spark in you?
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Simple
Posted by admin on Feb 23, 2011 | Leave a Comment
Number of View: 123You’re such a poet
I wish I could be Wesley Willis
My words would flow like honey
Sweet and laid on thick
You’re so edgy
You don’t even need a rhyming dictionary
I wipe my hands on your jeans
’Cause they are more distressed
So they say, you’ve got a CD
And they claim you can barely read
But you say
“Don’t bother me with all of your reality”
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