She paints me blue. She paints me. She paints.
Hey there
Meet the
girl who lives without a care She
laughs aloud then dissapears Into thin air
And everybody's jealous of her hair
Hello there
Meet the 'dumbest smart girl in the world' She
paints such pretty circles But she's running out of
bridges to burn
Will she ever learn?
I can't say anymore I've lost track of the
score Now I
just pray she'll be alright And
in the end I know
She'll be just fine
Hey you
Watch the ashes float out of the room
Try and
make the mona lisa swoon In mid-air All
the while
people stare
Inside
Finally something's making sense again
Give me til the weekend And I'll show you the
perfect friend
Just you wait & see
I
CAN'T say anymore
I lost track of the score
Now I pray she'll be alright
And in the end I know
She'll be just fine
Fine
-- Courtesy of S. Buckle
(this has got to die, this has got to stop.
this has got to lie down..
..with someone else on top)
Meet the
girl who lives without a care She
laughs aloud then dissapears Into thin air
And everybody's jealous of her hair
Hello there
Meet the 'dumbest smart girl in the world' She
paints such pretty circles But she's running out of
bridges to burn
Will she ever learn?
I can't say anymore I've lost track of the
score Now I
just pray she'll be alright And
in the end I know
She'll be just fine
Hey you
Watch the ashes float out of the room
Try and
make the mona lisa swoon In mid-air All
the while
people stare
Inside
Finally something's making sense again
Give me til the weekend And I'll show you the
perfect friend
Just you wait & see
I
CAN'T say anymore
I lost track of the score
Now I pray she'll be alright
And in the end I know
She'll be just fine
Fine
-- Courtesy of S. Buckle
(this has got to die, this has got to stop.
this has got to lie down..
..with someone else on top)
Comments
Finally something's making sense again
Give me til the weekend And I'll show you the
perfect friend
Just you wait & see"
--So sweet, buckle.
Reminds me of those songs in the 90's about imperfect girls who are beautiful because of their fuckedupness. Love it.
If I knew you well, Liz, I'd say that described you to a tee.
Which would be a cliche.
Good thing I don't know you well.
God, I'm going to regret this comment tomorrow.
Joe.
you're puuur-fect.
BTW, you meant Feb 14th not Jan 14th right?