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?"

You get screwed in the end
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