who needs sleep?

Feb 02

you ma-ma-ma-make me happy

yeah pretty uneventful weekend. friday was pretty cool, went to Fagerberg’s with luke fo’ a party. it was pretty sweet, watched some people get busted up on the little snowboard track they had built in front of the house. pretty hysterical. then went back to gina’s and passed out until work at 10 the next day, blah. then saturday just watched gran torino and smoked pretty much. yesterday’s not even worth typing out because it was so boring lol. but i did get to talk all weekend to some pretty awesome girl so it made it less boring. so yeah, now it’s monday…woop woop? work 4-9 today and tomorrow. but theeennnn new york cittaaaayy wednesday-saturday soo chyeaah boiii! even though we have to go to court which is totallyyy lame but what can you do? anyways, i kind’ve want to go see new found glory with bayside reaallllly bad at the new house of blues so i need to convince someone else to go. luke said he might but thats pending…and now i’m just rambling so i’m gonna go. i’ll post some lyric/poem too for the hell of it. also i noticed i said “like” a million times last post sooo i’m gonna try and tone that down because it bothered me. aight well here’s the rest, peeeaaacce.

Your eyes bring out the best in me
Your tongue brings out the worst
I loved you from the start of this
I wish you weren’t the first
This makes this so much harder
And I’m clutching this photograph
If I had to be a martyr
I’d be dying to make this last

So you can’t shut me out
I’m begging you to make this last
Not to mame me shout
Outside your window of our past
And all the things I did for you
Amount to nothing now
I’m gonna win you back in two
One day somewhere somehow

Your voice brings out the best in me
Your best brings out my worst
My best is never good enough
My heart is about to burst
You make things so much harder
And I’m clutching this guitar
If I had to be a martyr
I’d die writing this takin it too far

So you can’t shut me out
I’m begging you to make this last
Not to mame me shout
Outside your window of our past
And all the things I did for you
Amount to nothing now
I’m gonna win you back in two
One day somewhere somehow