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Next song in the rotation (my commentary in pink): Tell me when I can open my eyes I don’t want to watch you walk out that door There’s no easy way to get through goodbye (shit... who you tellin' sister?) I’d probably try and talk you into staying once more Or I’d lie and say it’s all for the best Wish you luck and say I have no regrets (I regret that you're gone) But I’m not up to being strong (I can barely get out of bed) So I’ll wait until you're gone Is it over yet, is it over yet? A taxi’s waiting in the driveway for you You call my name, I guess your ready to leave I’d like to help you with a suitcase or two But I’m afraid I’m gonna wind up down on my knees I should tell you that I want you to go (that would be a lie) I really need to spend some time on my own (I dont want to be on my own - I want you back) Smile and say goodbye So you don’t see me dying inside (I am sooo dying right now) Is it over yet, is it over yet? I should lie and say it’s all for the best Wish you luck and say I have no regrets But I’m not up to being strong So I’ll wait until your gone Is it over yet, is it over yet? Thank you Wynona for contributing to my evening of great depression. The 1920's have nothing on me... tonight IS the great depression.
You would think that my eyes would not be able to cry anymore... but, apparently they can. FUCK!!!!! HAPPY FUCKIN' NEW YEAR TO ME!! SON OF A BITCH!!!! |
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