We've got a bit mess on our hands
No way to clean it up
There's a big streak on my glasses, left by you
How could I know
You had my grave dug from the moment I met you
Keep on smiling, and then laughing without me around ( if you know what I mean)
As I fade like the pictures of us in the back of your memories
Remember, Remember, when you look at him, he's thinking of me
Smile Smile, there's nothing wrong with that
Laugh Laugh, when you think of the fool you made of me
Lost plane tickets, and maps are laying somewhere in your parents house
From number 2 to 6 to 14 to you're no longer on my top friends anymore
In your eyes Myspace demotion hurts more than if I said it to your face
I am going to shake your friendship away
I won't take any money, or claim any leftover remains
Keep the CDs and the DVDs some place safe
For goodness sakes
When you hear that song,
When you watch that movie,
When you wear that shirt
When you look in his eyes,
you'll only think of me
Is it Karma or coincidence
that your vacation was ruined?
And I wrote that down before you even left.
So keep your memories, they are no good to me
I refuse to loose touch with him, or other friends I've made
You can take the money, and little bit of my pride
My revenge is in the form of sweet, sweet surprise.
Look at me now, still with my smile, and my slightly cracked heart
And you with your extra bling and something else
Me with the man of my dreams
And you with your kids and nothing else.
Lyrics I wrote with bands such as All Time Low, and The Academy is in mind. Why? Because I was listening to them when I wrote it!
Thoughts? Comments? Questions? Critisism? All is welcome!
Reinvent Love!
Rissa