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yeah i know i'm pretty much your favorite person... or at least i'm my favorite person.... i'm not concieted, i just respect myself.

get busy living or get busy dying
by fallout boy (the best song ever)


This has, been said, so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
but We never stood a chance
And I'm not sure if it matters
If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons
I’m mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town, no

Your secret's out

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And it's mind over (you don't don't) matter

This has, been said, so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
But it must, be said, again, that all us boys are just screaming
Into microphones for attention
Because we're just so bored (oh, oh, oh)
We never knew that you would pick it apart, oh
I'm falling apart to songs about hips and hearts

Your secret's out

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And it's mind over (you don't don't) matter

I used to obsess over living,
Now I only obsess over you
Tell me you'd like boys like me better
In the dark lying on top of you

This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters (x2)

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And it's mind over (you don't don't don't don't) matter

From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said "Why put a new address on the same old loneliness?"
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address on the same old loneliness?
and this is you and me and me and you
until we've got nothing left


Men are like .... Snowstorms .. You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last.

Lips of an angel
by hinder(the second best song ever.. or maybe the best... i haven't really decided yet)
Honey why you callin me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why you cryin
Is everything ok
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud

Well my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin from the lips of an angel
Hearin those words
It makes me weak

And I
Never want to say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're callin me tonight
And yes I dreamt of you too
Does he know your talkin' to me?
Will it start a fight?
No, I don't think she has a clue

Well, my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin from the lips of an angel
Hearin those words
It makes me weak

And I
Never want to say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin my name it sounds so sweet
Comin from the lips of an angel
Hearin those words
It makes me weak

And I
Never want to say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Never want to say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Honey why you callin me so late?