ive been asked to write some lyrics
and to in fact sing them
dont laugh too loud
i may hear you...
and for once believe me.
im lost for words
i dont know what i should write a song about
contained in this journal
i bet there's a full albums worth of lyrics
but i just dont know where to start
and i cant ever see myself on stage, singing.
i can see myself acting
or on the runway
but just dont singing.
hes crazy to think i can actually do it
but what i do know is that this summer i'm gona start my novel
its gona just be about my life upto now.
but im gona change all the names.
and make it a tad more interesting.
your so brilliant
dont you forget.
its true when they say we're the children of the heartbreak generation
the kids that live and die by the pinkie promises
we're so lucky to have what we have
and few of us dont appriate it.
life is indeed what we make of it.
i had a better idea
listen to from under the cock tree for a year
and think about the time my makeup stained your pillow case.
you'll never be the same.
Of All The Vodka Bars In Wigan
i can feel that winning smile of mine creeping back already.
I Slept With Lily Mae And All I Got Was This Stupid Journal Entry Written About Me
i could do this all night.
infact i may well do.
boys like you are so overrated.
suprising it took me this long to see.
winning smiles back.
Chicago Is So Gonna Be In Two Years Time.
i hope this curse on your lips tastes of me forever.
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