10:26 p.m.
February 24, 2003
Well, she crept back in the house at half past three
I can be an asshole too
Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep
You've screwed up my day, maybe I'll screw up yours
If you really loved me she said
Little subtle things
I wouldn't have to be so mean
You shouldn't let me have so much control
He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer
You're so naive.
Sometimes likes to spread it out around the floor
You wouldn't believe it if you saw it.
It's evidence of what he was like
He likes to remember when...
Sha la la, sha la la lo li
The end is growing near
You tried so hard to end up failing.
We're treading water now
What a bitch you make everything.
And holding back our tears
I'm so fucking strong.
And the day is rising
We're sinking sha la la lo li
A couple more people ruined my day.
In a minute it will all be coming down
Whatcha gonna do?
And they know it now but no one makes a sound
Maybe I'll tell you.
Such a shame to ruin this bright
Lazy summer day...
Mayyybe I won't.
My my, the cruelest lies are often told without a word
Maybe you'll just have to guess.
My my, the kindest truths are often spoken, never heard
You can't go off leaving me as I am.
She said, "You've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth.
You can't respect me 'cause I've done so much for you."
He said, "Well I hate that it's come to this
But baby I was doing fine. How do you think
That I survived the other 25 before you?"