Wednesday, May 13, 2009 /
3:03 AM
All This Time I Was Wasting Hoping You Would Come Around
Everybody knows what you want
They've been watching you since the first day
And now everybody knows you can't have it
You can just hear what they're gonna say, hey hey hey
Just a random poem-song thing I wrote. Can you imagine how it feels, for everybody to know what you've been thirsting for- only for something bad to happen, and suddenly everybody also knows that you
can't have it?
And you got to share some secrets, and I'm tired of being last to know, ohGTG. Tuition.
I'll come running,