| Mayday Parade -IF YOU WANTED A SONG WRITTEN ABOUT YOU YOU COULD'VE ASKED I'm throwing away pictures That i never should have taken in the first place And it's cold in my apartment As i'm changing all the colors From the brightest reds to grays Well it's 3 o'clock on monday morning I'm just hoping you're not seeing her face I've been getting calls in these hotel rooms Long enough to know that it was her That took my place And i hope this makes you happy now That the flame we had is burning out And i hope you like your pictures facing down As even broken hearts may have their doubts And i'm burning all the letters Hoping that i might forget him and his bad taste That he left when he was leaving me A life of barely breathing as he walked Out of this place And you dropped the note and we changed key You changed yourself and i changed me I really didn't see us singing through this Then you screamed the bridge And i cried the verse And our chorus came out unrehearsed And you smiled the whole way through it I guess maybe that's what's worse And i hope this makes you happy now That the flame we had is burning out And i hope you like your pictures facing down As even broken hearts may have their doubts And i'm taking all your memories off the shelf And i don't need you or anybody else So take a look at me See what you want to see When you get home Take me home I'd rather die than be with you Take me home You have a problem with the truth Take me home Because this happens every time I knew it would... I knew it would... Take me home I'd rather die than be with you Take me home You have a problem with the truth Take me home Because this happens every time And i knew it would... I knew it would... And i hope this makes you happy now That the flame we had is burning out And i hope you like your pictures facing down As even broken hearts may have their doubts And i'm taking all your memories off the shelf And i don't need you or anybody else So take a look at me See what you want to see When you get home |
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- Current Residence: Califronia
- Interests: music,photoraphy,writting
- Favourite movie: across the univerese
- Favourite band or musician: Arctic Monkeys
- Favourite genre of music: indie
- Favourite artist: lilly allen
- Favourite poet or writer: tim burton
- Favourite photographer: alex evans
- Favourite style of art: dance
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- MP3 player of choice: iPOD
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- Wallpaper of choice: phycadelic
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- Favourite game: hungry hippos
- Favourite cartoon character: Blooregard Q. Kazoo
- Personal Quote: "I'll stop dreaming when you give me a good reason to come back to reality"
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pieces of my paper heart: [link]
The best part about dreaming is that in dreams no reasons are necessary
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