| i leave for school in a few hours...weird |
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| does anyone still read this thing? |
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What you been doing, what you been doing? Whoa, whoa, I haven't seen you around How you been feeling, how you been feeling? Whoa, whoa, don't you bring me down
All that stuff about me being with him Cant believe all the lies that you told Just to ease your own soul But I'm bigger than that No you don't have my back No, no
Hey how long until the music drowns you out Don't put words up in my mouth I didn't steal your boyfriend Hey how long until you face what's going on Because you really got it wrong I didn't steal your boyfriend
Well I'm sorry that he called me And that I answered the telephone Don't be worried, I'm not with him And when I go out tonight, I'm going home alone Just got back from my tour I'm a mess girl for sure All I want is some fun, guess that I better run Hollywood sucks you in, but it won't spit me out Whoa, whoa
Hey how long until the music drowns you out Don't put words up in my mouth I didn't steal your boyfriend Hey how long until you face what's going on Because you really got it wrong I didn't steal your boyfriend
Hey how long until you look at your own life Instead of looking into mine I didn't steal your boyfriend Hey how long until you're leaving me alone Don't you have somewhere to go I didn't steal your boyfriend Whoa, whoa, whoa ha
Please stop telling all your friends I'm getting sick of them always staring Like I took him from you
Hey how long until the music drowns you out Don't put words up in my mouth I didn't steal your boyfriend Hey how long until you face what's going on Because you really got it wrong I didn't steal your boyfriend
Hey how long until you look at your own life Instead of looking into mine I didn't steal your boyfriend Hey how long until you're leaving me alone Don't you have somewhere to go I didn't steal your boyfriend Whoa, whoa, whoa ha Whoa, I didn't steal your boyfriend |
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| so tomorrow morning i leave for my last band trip EVER. it's got me thinking...there's only 2 months left of high school, 2 months until the end of everything that i've known and have been accustomed to for the past 10 years. i want to get out, but at the same time i want to stay. *sigh* elyssa's right...it's bittersweet - and i hate that word.
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