don't know what its about. don't honestly care. all i know is that recently it's haunted me. playing everywhere. random myspace and gaia profiles. radio in my car. alarm clock. and even a pop-up ad. and every time i hear it, it reminds me of the girl i want to be with more than anything. the girl who i care about more'n anyone. and, whats worse, the girl i let slip through my fingers. thats a lie. she didn't slip away, i pushed her. i was in a bad situation. i felt i had to keep her from getting involved. i actually broke up with her. she took it hard. i caused her more pain than i prevented. she wasn't there when the badness peaked, but even had she been, it wouldn't have affected her. now here i am, venting to a computer what no one else would give a fuzzy-purple-rats-nethers about. lost in the memories, and the what ifs, and the impossible fantasies of another shot. and this song playing constantly, peeling open a wound from 3 months ago. never allowed to forget. to me, this song is that. its hard to hear past "maybe," the rest just becomes white noise. "i did not mean to treat you oh so bad." i wouldn't even answer the phone to let her yell at me. never gave an explination. still haven't, fully. she even tried to get me to reconsider. was convinced she'd done something wrong. didn't want me to leave.
well ur wrong about no one else givin' a 'fuzzy-purple-rats-nethers' about what happened with u 'n ur most tragic regret! i have a son that would rather no communication with me than worry me, or upset me with whats goin' on in his life! when i moved away from him to another state, he had been clean 'n sober off heroine, meth, weed, alchohol etc., for a coupla yrs.! during that time i lost my Mama to cancer, 'n pretty much lost my mind! for a while there, i know i wouldnt have made it thru that horror show...
well ur wrong about no one else givin' a 'fuzzy-purple-rats-nethers' about what happened with u 'n ur most tragic regret! i have a son that would rather no communication with me than worry me, or upset me with whats goin' on in his life! when i moved away from him to another state, he had been clean 'n sober off heroine, meth, weed, alchohol etc., for a coupla yrs.! during that time i lost my Mama to cancer, 'n pretty much lost my mind! for a while there, i know i wouldnt have made it thru that horror show if it hadnt been for my son! i convinced myself that if i moved to a different place for reasons i thought were so ligit at the time, which i learned the really hard way were just me running from the pain! shit jus' went from bad to worse, the proverbial "hell in a handbasket" kinda worse! so then i had no one but my husband , who is an amazing man, but worked a butt load of hrs to support us! my whole support system was gone like a puff of smoke! which, by the way i started smoking meth...a lot! my son had a little slip up a few months after i left, but he jumped his awesome ass right back into rehab for a while and as far as i know he is doin' great...but i dont really know that! what does mess me up is not knowing!!!! i love him unconditionally, drugs or not! and the really twisted part is now i need for him to step up 'n return the favor 'n throw my ass in rehab! it doesnt really matter what kind of relationship it is! Only God knows how things r gonna turn out! But what i do know is, that when shit does get deep, thats exactly when we need as much love 'n support around us as possible! i also know that regret is a horrible thing to live with! 'but i did it anyway'
don't know what its about. don't honestly care. all i know is that recently it's haunted me. playing everywhere. random myspace and gaia profiles. radio in my car. alarm clock. and even a pop-up ad. and every time i hear it, it reminds me of the girl i want to be with more than anything. the girl who i care about more'n anyone. and, whats worse, the girl i let slip through my fingers. thats a lie. she didn't slip away, i pushed her. i was in a bad situation. i felt i had to keep her from getting involved. i actually broke up with her. she took it hard. i caused her more pain than i prevented. she wasn't there when the badness peaked, but even had she been, it wouldn't have affected her. now here i am, venting to a computer what no one else would give a fuzzy-purple-rats-nethers about. lost in the memories, and the what ifs, and the impossible fantasies of another shot. and this song playing constantly, peeling open a wound from 3 months ago. never allowed to forget. to me, this song is that. its hard to hear past "maybe," the rest just becomes white noise. "i did not mean to treat you oh so bad." i wouldn't even answer the phone to let her yell at me. never gave an explination. still haven't, fully. she even tried to get me to reconsider. was convinced she'd done something wrong. didn't want me to leave.
"but i did it anyway"
well ur wrong about no one else givin' a 'fuzzy-purple-rats-nethers' about what happened with u 'n ur most tragic regret! i have a son that would rather no communication with me than worry me, or upset me with whats goin' on in his life! when i moved away from him to another state, he had been clean 'n sober off heroine, meth, weed, alchohol etc., for a coupla yrs.! during that time i lost my Mama to cancer, 'n pretty much lost my mind! for a while there, i know i wouldnt have made it thru that horror show...
well ur wrong about no one else givin' a 'fuzzy-purple-rats-nethers' about what happened with u 'n ur most tragic regret! i have a son that would rather no communication with me than worry me, or upset me with whats goin' on in his life! when i moved away from him to another state, he had been clean 'n sober off heroine, meth, weed, alchohol etc., for a coupla yrs.! during that time i lost my Mama to cancer, 'n pretty much lost my mind! for a while there, i know i wouldnt have made it thru that horror show if it hadnt been for my son! i convinced myself that if i moved to a different place for reasons i thought were so ligit at the time, which i learned the really hard way were just me running from the pain! shit jus' went from bad to worse, the proverbial "hell in a handbasket" kinda worse! so then i had no one but my husband , who is an amazing man, but worked a butt load of hrs to support us! my whole support system was gone like a puff of smoke! which, by the way i started smoking meth...a lot! my son had a little slip up a few months after i left, but he jumped his awesome ass right back into rehab for a while and as far as i know he is doin' great...but i dont really know that! what does mess me up is not knowing!!!! i love him unconditionally, drugs or not! and the really twisted part is now i need for him to step up 'n return the favor 'n throw my ass in rehab! it doesnt really matter what kind of relationship it is! Only God knows how things r gonna turn out! But what i do know is, that when shit does get deep, thats exactly when we need as much love 'n support around us as possible! i also know that regret is a horrible thing to live with! 'but i did it anyway'