my heart can soar to a boquet of stars
its called you
my love
mi life
my world
my everything
its a party, try to have fun
we got the beer over here
and the weed's on the table
lets escape this wold
no 1 gives a damn if we die
the night goes on, 1,2,3,4,5,lost count
noboy knows what their doing
now the weeds all gone
the beer is empty
my brain shut off
but the party doesnt stop
the early bird gets the girl
they always get the girl
or do they?
the morning comes
drenched in...im not sure, i wake up
there people every where
what a mess!
its 5 in the morning
the early bird...has to clean up
i open the door
go get some buckets, their gonna need them
i meet you in the hallway
you help me clean up
i dont know how lucky i am to have you at mi side
every breath i take is your lovely scent
the early bird gets the girl
but wait! your crying
you turn away
all i want to do is have you in my arms
but their frozen in shame
all i can do is wisper your name
you tell me you hate it when i party
you tell me i reak of weed and beer
i tell you ill quit
the principle walks by
she drags me by the ear
as i sit there in the office
i realize
the early bird gets burned to the steak
the pathetic early bird
the bird that will do anything 4 you
the bird that was free only moments ago
 bones-that-once-lived · Sat Aug 18, 2007 @ 02:38am · 3 Comments |
