Candice ♥

I ask myself why are anda still around
It's Just My 19th Nervous Breakdown
You sleep all hari I'm working weekends
I'm sick of anda and all your stupid friends

You're living life just like a dream
Lost in the scene

I'm so Jaded, frustrated
I can't pretend, everything's cool When you
Won't Talk to Me, Leave Me Dirty Laundry
to Mess Up My Life
Get your shit together 'cause it's
Who, whoa, whoa
Welcome to the Real World
Whoa!

You're like a leech latching Onto Me
Sucking out all my energy
Out to kantin, diner and you're on the phone
The bill comes but your wallet's at home

You May Be Smooth, anda May Be Fine
But you're a waste...

Pretty faces everywhere
On magazines and in mid-air
Maybe I don’t dye my hair
Or strip it down, that’s not who I am

Fixation, manipulation
That’s not my motivation
Why give it all away?

What have i? What have I been through?
Have I laughed? Have I cried like you?
Am I fake? Am I fake atau true?
Who’s to say now?
Stop, don’t go
Lead, don’t follow
Here today and gone tomorrow
I’ve still got something to say

Everybody’s got a story
Is it power atau just glory
What they mean is – adore me
Rip it up, that’s not what I want

Each thrill and new sensation
Way too much information
Why give it all away?

What...

Tonight I cried again, not the first time
And I know it’s not my last
Hiding from the fear of my future
And the pictures of my past
But now it’s time to throw away
The things anda left behind
I guess I’m moving on

For every step i take I’m losing ground
But it’s farther away form you
You always know just how to break me
With the little things anda do
But I don’t want to have to shout
For anda to hear me out
Now I’m moving on

What’s the matter with you
You picked a fine hari to walk away
All the nights, all the fights
In the back of your Chevrolet
Somehow I always knew
That we’d end up this way
We...