Words don't always say what they mean.

23 octubre, 2011

There's no need for you to say you're sorry, goodbye I'm going home.. I don't care no more so don't you worry, goodbye I'm going home... I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong, you say you're right.. I hate the books you read and all your friends.. Your music's shite, it keeps me up all night... I hate the way that you are so sarcastic, and you're not very bright.. You think that everything you've done's fantastic, Your music's shite it keeps me up all night.. And it will be nice to be alone, for a week or two.. But I know that I will be right back here with you....