glorias bloggis

So, goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And I'll stay with mine

There's something against us
It's not time
It's not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

I know I need hardly say
How much I love your casual way
Oh, but please put your tongue away
A little higher and we're well away
The dark nights are drawing in
And your humour is as black as them
I look at yours, you laugh at mine
And "love" is just a miserable lie
You have destroyed my flower-like life
Not once - twice
You have corrupt my innocent mind
Not once - twice
I know the wind-swept mystical air
It means : I'd like to see your underwear
I recognise that mystical air
It means : I'd like to seize your underwear
What do we get for our trouble and pain?
Just a rented room in Whalley Range
What do we get for our trouble and pain?
Into the depths of the criminal world
I followed her ...

jag såg bilder på mig ifrån början av sommaren och jag lägger på en gång märke till bara en sak, jag var smal. bra mycket smalare än nu och jag minns att jag tyckte jag var så jävla fet och ful, nästan värre än nu, och ändå var jag smalare. det bevisar bara att jag verkligen aldrig kommer bli nöjd med mig själv. jag blir så inhelvetes jävla OLYCKLIG

i dont fall in love i just get fuckin obsessed. and then i hate. * borderline *

The girls around here all look like cadillacs
no one likes a stranger here
I'd come home but i'm afraid that you won't take me back

I know i'm irresponsible and i don't behave
and i ruin everything that i do
and i'll probably get arrested when i'm in my grave
but i'll be savin' all my love for you.

i want a lover i dont have to love
i want a boy so drunk he doesn't talk

I should've stopped to think
I should've made the time
I could've had that drink
I could've talked a while
I would've done it right - I would've moved us on
But I didn't - now it's all too late
It's over
And you're gone

I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you
so much

But how many times can I walk away and wish "if only"
But how many times can I talk this way and wish "if only"
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "if only"

But "if only"
Is a wish too late

Du kan slå dig för bröstet och hävda att du aldrig ljög men dina händer lovade mer än vad du kunde hålla.