Happy Birthday Ian.
You know, I really hate home... lots of people love their homes and their families and I'm just not one of them... I have 4 nephews that I live with and I can honestly say there's one that I could never see again, and it wouldn't bother me at all....
Right now I'm listening to a song called "Like A Rock" that I hate... and now it's Barry White...
Is there anything that anyone wanted to know that they don't yet about me????
Feel free to ask...
How do I feel today?
Just three miles from the rest stop
And she slams on the breaks
She said I tried to be but I'm not
And could you please collect your things
I don't wanna be cold
I don't wanna be cruel
But I gotta find more
Than what's happening with you
If you'd open up the door
She said while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
Have you forgotten
Just three miles from the rest stop
And my mouth's too dry to rage
The light was shining from the radio
I could barely see her face
But she knew all the words that I never had said
She knew the crumpled-up promise of this
Broken down man and as I opened up the door
She said while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
Have you forgotten
She said while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
While you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose all my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
Fuck it.
You know, I really hate home... lots of people love their homes and their families and I'm just not one of them... I have 4 nephews that I live with and I can honestly say there's one that I could never see again, and it wouldn't bother me at all....
Right now I'm listening to a song called "Like A Rock" that I hate... and now it's Barry White...
Is there anything that anyone wanted to know that they don't yet about me????
Feel free to ask...
How do I feel today?
Just three miles from the rest stop
And she slams on the breaks
She said I tried to be but I'm not
And could you please collect your things
I don't wanna be cold
I don't wanna be cruel
But I gotta find more
Than what's happening with you
If you'd open up the door
She said while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
Have you forgotten
Just three miles from the rest stop
And my mouth's too dry to rage
The light was shining from the radio
I could barely see her face
But she knew all the words that I never had said
She knew the crumpled-up promise of this
Broken down man and as I opened up the door
She said while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
Have you forgotten
She said while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
While you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose all my nerve
Are you listening can you hear me
Fuck it.