Our lady of sorrows-MCR

We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way

Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again

We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition

Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never

Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying

Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking...

Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again

Just because my hands around your throat!

Something-Escape the fate

So now you're running
It's hard to see clearly
When I make you angry
You're stuck in the past

And now you're screaming
So can you forgive me?
I've treated you badly
But I am still here

Sometimes I wonder
Why I'm still waiting
Sometimes I'm shaking
That's how you make me
Sometimes I question
Why I am still here
Sometimes I think I am going crazy

Can you help me understand?
And now you wish that you meant something
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
And now you wish that you met someone
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
(Someone) (something to somebody else)

You look at me through clouded eyes
I know you see through my lies
See the sky, see the stars
All of this could be ours
Out of sight, out of mind
We've been through this a thousand times
Turn your back and then you make me feel so crazy

Can you help me understand?
And now you wish that you meant something
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
And now you wish that you met someone
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else

You know I would wait forever
Yes, I would wait (I would wait)

You know I would wait forever
Yes, I would wait

And now you wish that you meant something
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
And now you wish that you met someone
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else

And I'm the one that should mean something
But still you wish that you meant something to somebody else
Something to somebody else, something to somebody else

=]

So hold your head
Hold it up high
Here's to the friends that were alibis
Keep this close by your side
When I come home we will have our night
We will have our night


Wow.
Five minutes after I posted my last blog and I'm writing a new one, but like I feel completely happy now. I told 4 people and they've all made me feel a lot better, Larissa by sending me 'Ben' emoticons, McKenzie by sending me happy lyrics, Rose by saying she loved me and that I was amazing, even though I don't agree but I it's still a nice compliment and Shannon just by talking to me.

It's annoying how my moods change quickly but I'm okay with it for now because I'm happy and my friends made me feel like I was not alone.

Ha you call it premature, I just call it ecstasy.

=/

Everything's making me unhappy
The weather
Dicks
Sex
Friends (It's not your fault, it's me thinking I'm too far below you.)
Fucking parents
Not having a home
Wishing I was anywhere else
Fucking medicine
Tiredness
Changing
Admittance
Failing
I'm unsure of the next month, I don't know where I'm going.
Confusion


I can't stand it, I'm always smiling but it feels so fake cause I'm just trying to make my self happier and I'm trying too hard at everything only to fail.
I'm sick of hearing more shit about you.
I'm sick of feeling like a slut. I feel useless and filthy. I hate thinking bad about people, I always feel guilty after.
I want to move away, as far away as I can from here, I'm sick of all these memories. They make me want too cry, but I can't, there's always people around.
When I lived at home when I was sad I used to snuggle with Patch in my bed, but now he's gone and it's my fault. I know it's awful but I cared about him more then anything in the world.
I'm sick. Doctors don't know why. They say it's migraines, it is migraines, but they're painful, and make me tired and when I'm tired I get depressed and sad. I want to talk to mike, he made me talk more then anyone has and he understands and wants to make me happy. I feel lonely.
I need to cry.
My eyes are filling up but there's people in the room.
I feel sick.
I need my medicine.
I need somebody to make me feel good about my self.
Musics making me cry.

We stay here tonight
Don't let them find us or were dead
Promise me you wont leave my side
The warmest place to lye my head
And when the sun comes up we fight
Don't let them find us or were dead
So promise me you wont leave my side