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MIN You're what you own. It's not so perfect everyday. So it's true my words are contrived I tell lies just to get into your mind Beauty makes her eyes glow. Imitations of love. Sweet music and hidden grace. Unspoken, Tagboard here. Archives October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 credits, Designer: JeSsie Basecode: tm
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Sunday, December 14, 2008
 If I were a boy Even just for a day Id roll out of bed in the morning And throw on what I wanted and go Drink beer with the guys And chase after girls I'd kick with who I wanted And I'd never get confonted for it Cause they'd stick up for me. If I were a boy I think I could understand How it feels to love a girl I swear I'd be a better man. I'd listen to her Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted Cause he's taken you for granted And everything you had got destroyed If I were a boy I would just turn off my phone Tell everyone it's broken So they think that I was sleeping alone I'd put myself first And make the rules as I go Cause I know that she'd be faithful Waitin for me to come home But youre just a boy You dont understand (Yeah you dont understand) How it feels to love a girl Someday you wish you were a better man You dont listen to her You dont care how it hurts Until you lose the one you wanted Cause youve taken her for granted And everything you had got destroyed But youre just a boy Yes. Tell everyone. I'm always thinking I'm correct and right. You're wrong. Yes maybe that's true, I'm that selfish. I'll be selfish for one last time and leave. Because then nothing will bother you anymore. Didn't want to do it before the birthday, cause all that matters was that you enjoyed. No, you did it just after . As bad. Yeah perhaps,cause I'm such a bitch. Such a foolish fuckass bitch to be putting so much effort into the ppt slides. Only to know you want it deleted without taking a glance at it. Yes , I can't satisfy you. Never will I. One is never enough. Plenty, plenty of em makes a man happy. Cause there's another, another at your beck and call. Comes purring like a kitten to you and you melt. Then job done, you hunt for more. Oh what's this without trust. Then again what's this without the naked truth. And what's this with those hideous lies. 7:59 AM |