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05 May 2009

Broken hearts and last goodbyes, restless nigths but lullabies, help to make this pain go away. I realize i let you down, told you that i'd be around, i'm building up the strength just to say... I'm sorry for breaking all the promises that i wasn't around to keep. It's on me, this time is the last time i will ever beg you to stay, but you're already on your way.
Filled with sorrow, filled pain, knowing that i am to blame for leaving your heart out in the rain. I know your gonna walk away, leave me with a price to pay. Before you go i wanted to say I'M SORRY.
I can't make it alive on my own, but if you have to go than please boy, just leave alone 'cause i don't wanna see you and me goin' our separate ways, i'm begging you to stay if it isn't too late... I'm sorry for breaking all the promises that i wasn't around to keep. It's on me, this time is the last time i will ever beg you to stay, but you're already on your way.




Daugthers♥


DOWNS!





You met at work you should have know better, that it's gonna suck when the camera stops rollin' and you'll find out soon that the treatment wasn't worth it.
They're all the same, they all want the money, THEY'RE ALL INSANE, THEY LIVE FOR FAME HONEY! They laugh at you when you're not even bein' funny... Well i've been here before and i've seen first hand the front row seat, this little thing we call a video girl. Video girl rocked my world , for a whole two seconds and now i know... I'm not about to be another victim of the video girl syndrome. Get out of my face, get out of my space, get some class and kiss the past 'cause i'm not about to be another victim of the video girl syndrome.
You know it's bad when your mamma doesn't like her and all your friends sayin' she's a liar. The never endin' phone calls aren't enough. Move to LA, got no talent. Not even like you won a miss teen pageant, daddy pays your bills but you still whine. Well i've been hear before and i've seen first hand the front row seat. What happens to a man when he gets in the hand of a... Video Girl.






He's such a flirt and i'm the lonely heart. Give it a chance for our love to star but you'll never see if you don't give me a shot to show you what i've got... But it's too late to pretend, you know me better than i know myself. Don't take my heart and put it on a shelf... Always some one else, the next girl who will make your cold heart mealt, i'm gonna give my love to some one else.

I held your hand it felt like a movie, i made some plans but you were already moving on and now i'm stuck under a rainy cloud but you don't seems to care... but it's alrigth 'cause it's too late to pretend.

I'm tired of wastin' all my time... My heart is hangin' on the line... it's me boy or some one else, please take me off the shelf.