#1
i deleted your number and after a while
it was erased from 'recently used' and my memory
i knew you'd find me tonight, st.patricks day
whether you wanted it or not i was on your mind
and maybe i was big headed to think you would
tell me how much you missed me,
somehow i feel glad you put me right back in my place
by telling me there was someone else instead
but stop saying how now i can be happy
don't tell me what i can and can not feel
your words don't really mean a thing to me, anymore
so i'm getting you back the only way i know how
sleeping with girls i don't like but calling them beautiful anyway
and i'll rub your face in it, and maybe you'll care
or maybe you're stronger than i will ever dare to be
#3
I check this forum every day just to see if you put something up. I wasn't disappointed with this one. You always kick start my drive to start writing something again.
the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn