Monday, November 28, 2005

Am I more then you bargined for yet? I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear. 'Coz that's just who I am this week. Lie in the grass next to the mausoleum. I'm just a notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song. Drop a heart and break a name. We're always sleeping in and sleeping for the wrong team.

We're going down, down in an earlier round. And sugar we're goin down swingin. I'll be your number one with a bullet. A loaded gun complex. Cock it and pull it.

Is this more then you bargined for yet? Oh, don't mind me. I'm watching you two from the closet. Wishing to be the friction in your jeans. Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him. I'm just a notch in your bedpost but you're just a line in a song. Drop a heart and break a name. We're always sleeping in and sleeping for the wrong team.

We're going down, down in an earlier round. And sugar we're goin down swingin. I'll be your number one with a bullet. A loaded gun complex. Cock it and pull it.

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