turn your back on hope and go back inside, stop my bleeding heart and let the engine die... jesus christ. i want to punch that bitch in the fucking face. she has to learn to back off and know her fucking place. i can't believe us seniors have to deal with these fucking shithead sophomores like we do. on top of everything, the boy's been acting strange. he found out about what happened last friday between M and i, and i think he's wary of this weekend coming up..what with him being in a different state and all, and M being 10 minutes away. fuck M for telling everybody that we did stuff. fuck. seriously, lemme tell you how this went down. friday night i was over M's house. we were alone. but this wasn't a problem cause he knows that i'm with J and i knew (well, thought) that nothing was gonna happen. then we're sitting on his porch outside before i leave, just talking, and out of fucking nowhere his hand is on my leg and his tongue is down my throat. wtf? so i'm like, bad idea, and i mumbled something incoherent, got in my car, and drove the fuck away. now it's wednesday, and i've had to set the record straight that no we didn't "do" anything. at least not what he described. and some shitheads told J. fuckers. i mean, somedays i love my life, but today is not that day. aren't we all victims of opportunity? i'm going to the gym. work out this frustration before i hurt somebody. better hope no dickheads cut me off in traffic. later.
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- April 16, 2008
- making_a_scene
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