it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
brand new & the movielife are playing tonight and i don't get to go.

i don't get to go because i fucked up and thought i had found someone that would do anything for me. but i was wrong and i fucked up and now I have to pay for wanting to be wanted. i have to fix more things than you can think of and i'm ready to just give up and shoot myself between the eyes.


i hate leather. why don't you wear a human on your body?! is that too punk for you?

< 3:17 p.m. on 2002-11-20 >