brian, and possibly tick, will know
March 20, 2004-7:55 pm
it must hurt to (fall on your face) i didnt mind your package [[bring it with you]] theyre always falling through the cracks [hey, remember?] were all FUCKING ... my stomach hurts (you know who i blame) it never comes out
okay, so i missed you today, so i lied, so i was thinking youd love to be there, so i (died), so i tried to call, no answer, i tried again, and it was cold, and windy, and i shivered and wished you could wrap yours arms around me and hold me close (theres so many uses for you haha), so im fair, so we lost, so we cheered because drinking makes you care not about standings, so we smiled, so we laughed, so we had a good day and so i still wish you were here, ive got the house to myself, ive got a warm bed and some cold drinks and we could make this a night to remember, (just like the rest) remember when?
and i dont want to watch wrestlemania.
and you, i can see you, i can taste you, smell you, feel you, and your not here, and i just wait here for the day youll say "will you..." and hey, didnt we...? or ... oh my....
NUKE THE WHALES