Wednesday, September 19, 2007 - DAMN ALL THESE
i just had the most heated argument over the phone. nevermind that, but the person i'm having an argument with is my Dad. yes, it's Daddy dearest. sigh. i think i'm crying like nobody's business. we were so happy having dinner earlier. & all it takes, is just for my sister to give them a call & say all those shits. i already predicted my dad's response. obviously, fingers were pointed at me.

she called, & she said all those shits about me. imagine if i were the one calling, & say all those shits about her. my dad think it in a way that's like, she's the one talking & accusing, hence, i'm the cause. damn all these shit. i went back to my room, shut the door, i screamed & cried at the same time. i was tired, tired of all these shit going on.

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause

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He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

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So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

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He's the time taken up but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into...

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