I'm in Penn State. In dorm room 236. For all of you who that means nothing to it's Ken's room. We have been talking. And we are back together. :) There was a ruff spot last night, when he said that somethings happened with a girl that I don't know how I feel about. But it doesn't count. I wasn't mad as much as I was really hurt. I remeber Sunday I just wanted to get plastered, I didn't, but I wanted to. Anyway. Last night was the best sleep that I've gotten in a week! I feel alright. I just need to get past the eating and digesting it in 15 minutes. I don't think that's really good for me. Oh well.
I got him some Jolt, thinking that he has had it and really likes it ( he likes caffinanated stuff). So today he was like this is the first time I've had this stuff. It's really good! What a strange kid! Anyway....yea I'm really boring.
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?
This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out
This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn’t let me in
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since thenI haven’t seen her since God knows when
I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say It’s time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
~Moved~
Saturday, October 22, 2005
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