Monday, September 9, 2013

My Thoughts on the past Half Hour (Go Fuck Yourself)

Three months is all we had.
We had this whole summer.
We had our highs and we had our high highs
You were my peach

It's Shark week and I was bitten
Bitten by your eyes as well as your teeth
You tore into my heart but I didn't mind one bit
Cause you were my peach

But this is a breakup song and I don't care if I ever record it
You said you cannot handle being emotionally involved
And I get it, you've got your problems, guess I've got mine too
I'm not mad and I don't blame you
I only wish it would have worked out better

You go off to college in a few weeks
But I'm still stuck in Jersey
With all these old friend
Who will only remind me of you, of you, of you

And I just wanna go to all these concerts
And maybe lose myself in the music
And maybe forget all about you
But maybe I don't wanna forget

But this is a breakup song and I don't care if I ever record it
You said you cannot handle being emotionally involved
And I get it, you've got your problems, guess I've got mine too
I'm not mad and I don't blame you
I only wish it would have worked out better

I can't forget
No I can't forget
No I can't forget

This song is pretty fucking straightforward
This is a breakup song and I don't care if I ever record it.

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