Many songs would be fitting, some mean ones would especially, but not tonight.
I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast
Is taking me home
I'm cuddling close
To blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home.
I'm reading your note over again
There's not a word that I comprehend,
Except when you signed it
"I will love you always and forever."
Well As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
And sit alone and wonder
How you're making out
But as for me, I wish that I were anywhere with anyone
Making out.
I'm missing your laugh
How did it break?
And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you 're pretending.
I am alone
In my defeat I wish I knew you were safely at home
I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have speak, and
This bottle of beast is taking me home.
Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear.
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p.s.
Hey I have the hugest secret…eat shit and die bitch.
Sunday, May 9, 2004 at 09:50 p.m.
some help from some Bens:
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So you wanted
to take a break
Slow it down some
and have some space
Well fuck you too
Give me my money back
Give me my money back
you bitch
I want my money back
And don't forget
To give me back my black T-Shirt
I wish I hadn't
Bought you dinner
Right before you
Dumped me on your front porch
Give me my money back
Give me my money back
You bitch
I want my money back
and don't forget
And don't forget.
~Ben Folds
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Well you can need me
well I want you to
and you can feed me
how I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy
You can tease me
how I want you to
and you can squeeze me
baby I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy
You can hold me
baby I want you to
and you can scold me
yes I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy
Well you can need me
well I want you to
and you can feed me
baby I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy
~ Ben Harper
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Sometimes I wonder
If you're still here
Lookin’ out for anything that could fall and hit your head
Fluorescent lights burn out in time dear
We see world in a different light
Did you give up?
Love ain't supposed to be this bad, make you cry mega ultra sad.
If I told you you’re all I ever had
Would you walk on me?
I wouldn't walk on you
If I was in your shoes
I wouldn't walk all over you
So please don't walk all
I wouldn't walk all over you
So please don't walk all over me
Right now I feel like its all ending spit me out sell me cheap
You'll never ever ever ever ever teach me to fly
In the sky it's early and still mornin’
All those smiles you made wanted to cry cause you gave up
Love ain't supposed to be this bad, make you cry stupid shady sad.
If I told you you’re all I ever had
would you walk on me?
Cause I wouldn't walk on you
If I was in your shoes
I wouldn't walk all over you
So please don't walk all over me.
If I was in your shoes
I wouldn't walk all over you
So please don't walk all over me
~ Ben Kweller
Thursday, February 26, 2004 at 12:07 p.m.
it took illegally boarding a train as it was leaving, sitting near a weirdo and not going off on him, and forging through a sea of fat smokers, but i made it. today is thursday, i have been here since monday, i wont go away until sunday, i think thats a week. yeah, it is. so eat that!
Wednesday, February 11, 2004 at 04:38 p.m.
i love you more than any man has loved before i
i love you more than all the stars up in the sky i
i think that we should settle down
and live happily forever
after
what do you think of that?
Tuesday, February 10, 2004 at 01:37 a.m.
Sometimes I feel guilty for breaking apart her and her ex... but then I have to think. I really didn't do anything wrong. It was her choice. We are together because of choices we made and hearts we broke. But both of us were in pretty shitty situations before we got together. Now... we are happy. I am not asking anyone to understand, becuase chances are... you won't... and I dont feel the need to explain myself. So if you are reading this... I guess this is an indirect apology. What can I say... Its the best I can do.
someday i will punch him in his big red haired ronald mcdonald who nose, and he will cry. not because of the punch, but because he will realize he sucked it big time with that one. too bad.
valentines day will rock your mom!
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"I am not guilty because you are hurting, I am guilty because I am so happy." -- Naomie
Wednesday, February 4, 2004 at 10:36 p.m.
the coward that i am i dare not analyze myself. those shadows are far too deep and mysterious to risk. not quite a hypocrite but still pointing.
Friday, January 16, 2004 at 06:43 a.m.
wow. who knew i even had this. it makes a great links page.
Wednesday, October 22, 2003 at 02:02 a.m.
i am a terrible person sometimes. i'm sorry. this is falling behind. so am i maybe. who knows
