Saturday, August 05, 2006 ::: hmm, i sense a pattern out there... scary and sad
All we shared was a mattress, and a lie and an address Baby I don't need you, well baby I don't need you Once occupied by a goddess, now it's a room full of boxes She said, "it's time to leave you" but baby I don't need you!
In a perfect world... her face would not exist In a perfect world... a broken heart is fixed In a perfect world... I'd see no therapist In a perfect world... this wouldn't make me sick
I never got the whole story, not 'til after she left me Baby I don't need you, well baby I don't need you Word on the street is she fucked him, while we were playing in Cleveland Well baby I don't need you, you're fading in my rearview
In a perfect world... her face would not exist In a perfect world... a broken heart is fixed In a perfect world... I'd see no therapist In a perfect world... this wouldn't make me sick She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click! She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click! In a perfect world... her face would not exist In a perfect world... this wouldn't make me sick!
Control-Alt-Deleted Control-Alt-Deleted Control-Alt-Deleted Reset my memory!
In a perfect world... her face would not exist In a perfect world... a broken heart is fixed In a perfect world... I'd see no therapist In a perfect world... this wouldn't make me sick She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click! She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click! She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click! She pulls the trigger until the gun goes...
it seems like anyone who's been in a relationship has a story like that to tell...
I'm going to leave that music video of The Roots and Erykah Badu on as a stark contrast
ask Sloan and Rihanna for the other side of the story
