okay, i think that the skull face is the best thing ever, so i'm gonna get that out of my system:
okay, now that that's over with......
....ow you didn't have to hit me. just because i'm easily amused doesn't mean i deserve to be beaten. so all week (yeah i know it's only wednesday night), taking back sunday's "Tell All Your Friends" has not left my stereo. it's a great album for anyone that likes that whole singing/screaming, dual vocal, punk rock played by a bunch of emo boys with broken hearts who drink too much. i saw them play at brownies in nyc (i threw my back out at that show! i'm an old man!) over the summer and it was amazing. on that note, i've got something else to get out of my system (having to do with an ex-girlfriend who's a liar and a hypocrite), so i'm gonna leave with the lyrics to taking back sunday's song "You're so Last Summer":
she said....
"don't let it go to your head, boys like you are a dime a dozen"
(you hear that? a dime a dozen)
"you're a touch over rated
you're a lush and i hate it
and these grass stains on my knees
they don't mean a thing"
all i need to know is that i'm something that you're missing
it's pathetic
you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, i'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt.
it's pathetic.
maybe i should hate you for this
i never really did ever quite get that far
(get what?)
but the truth is i would never lie to you
unless i had to...(that is...)
i'll do what i've got to
if you only knew half as much as you pretend to....
...you're a liar and i'm just bad news...
a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
and this will be the last chance you'll get to drop my name.










she said....
"don't let it go to your head, boys like you are a dime a dozen"
(you hear that? a dime a dozen)
"you're a touch over rated
you're a lush and i hate it
and these grass stains on my knees
they don't mean a thing"
all i need to know is that i'm something that you're missing
it's pathetic
you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, i'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt.
it's pathetic.
maybe i should hate you for this
i never really did ever quite get that far
(get what?)
but the truth is i would never lie to you
unless i had to...(that is...)
i'll do what i've got to
if you only knew half as much as you pretend to....
...you're a liar and i'm just bad news...
a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
and this will be the last chance you'll get to drop my name.
more later