"Bitches will be bitches as they smash in my chevy"

When you cried as a little baby
Mom and daddy let you cry
Thought that that was the best way maybe
To make you grow all strong inside
Now that you're older
You need someone's shoulder
What about mine?
paul westerberg

pretty much all of "seventy times seven" by brand new. jesse lacey is basically saying "**** you i hope you die", but he says it so eloquently!

same with "me vs. maradona vs. elvis". it's about taking advantage of a drunk girl but again, eloquence.

"seventy times seven"

So is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause I've seen more spine on jellyfish
I've seen more guts on eleven-year-old kids
Have another drink and drive yourself home
I hope there's ice on all the roads
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt
and again when your head goes through the windshield

Is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
So let's end this call and end this conversation
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say "best friends" means friends forever


"me vs. maradona vs. elvis"

With one or two I get used to the room
We go slow when we first make our moves
But five or six bring you out to the car
Number nine with my head on the bar
And it's sad, but true
Out of cash and I.O.U's
I got desperate desires and unadmirable plans
My tongue will taste the gin and malicious intent
Bring you back to the bar, get you out of the cold
A sober straight face gets you out of your clothes
And they're scared that we know all the crimes they'll commit
Who they'll kiss before they get home
I will lie awake
Lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Then you'll fall for every empty word I say
Barely conscious in the door where you stand
Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes your demands
You laugh at every word, trying hard to be cute
I almost feel sorry for what I'm gonna do
And your hair smells of smoke
Who will cast the first stone?
You can sin or spend the night all alone
Brass buttons on your coat hold the cold
In the shape of a heart that they cut out of stone
You're using all your looks that you've thrown from the start
If you let me have my way, I swear I'll tear you apart
Cause it's all you can be
You're a drunk and you're scared
It's ladies night, all the girls drink for free
I will lie awake
Lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Then you'll fall for every empty word I say...

you have to listen to them both to get the full effect. trust me.

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to nought
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone
The song is over
Thought I'd something more to say

"Chocolate rain, made me cross the street the other day"

Blue yonder dreams and second hand shoes
You're so far gone that you live to close
And it's too late to go home all alone
You're the tar in that old cigar
And the worn out cable on a cable car
And you're too tired to admit you've got to chose

I'm looking for a song to sing
I'm looking for a friend to borrow
I'm looking for my radio
So I might find a heart to follow
I've never been just longing for your loving
I've never been just wearing down to nothing
I've never been just looking for a reason
So that maybe you'd be thinking of me

- Hanson, A Song to Sing

It's my favorite song...it's melancholy, and really poetic, IMO...love it.

And you could have it all. My empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt.

Johnny Cash - Hurt

Y'all want a single say **** that - Korn

all we got to show what we really are is the same kind of scars

"Last night I heard Lepers flinch like birth defects"

(The Mars Volta, "Inertiatic ESP")

"If I would, could you?"

(Alice In Chains, "Would?")

"We're all wounded in our respective ways"

(Bayside, "The Walking Wounded")

"If you really want to live, why not try and make yourself?"

"If you let them make you, they'll make you Paper-Mache
At a distance you're strong, until the wind comes
Then you'll crumble and blow away.
If you let him **** you there will be no foreplay.
Rest assured, They'll screw you complete, Until your ass is blue and grey!"


(Incubus, "Make Yourself")

"I will walk away and say
You ****ing disappoint me
Maybe you're better off this way!"


(A Perfect Circle, "Passive")