like fuckin DeNiro and shit.
wow. watched garden state. it has this effect on me, that makes me lame. so this is a tribute to my
The girl with the jewels tangled in wild hair
Has wandered about waiting to care
She’s taken the sticks and she’s taken the stones,
She sees they’ve begun leaving scars on her bones.
The nicks go deeper than anyone knows
The marks number more than what she shows
She sits there waiting but the tears won’t fall
She’s surprised to find nothing happens at all
The ashes scatter as she lets out a sigh
She puts down her head and lets life pass her by
She’s used to remarks as she walks past
She knows that what they say will not last.
She lowers her eyes while she walks down the hall
And doesn’t see anyone, nothing at all
Her hair is tucked back behind her ear
Although she won’t see she still likes to hear.
She sits there waiting but the tears won’t fall
She’s surprised to find nothing happens at all
The ashes scatter as she lets out a sigh
She puts down her head and lets life pass her by.
Once gone from the crowd she sits in her room
Feelings inside her are just waiting to bloom
The fire that burned there yesterday has died
Oh well, she says, at least I tried
The embers have cooled, now they’re just a dull grey
She shifts them around with nothing to say
She sits there waiting but the tears won’t fall
She’s surprised to find nothing happens at all
The ashes scatter as she lets out a sigh
She puts her head down and lets life pass her by.
Now that she’s gone everyone wonders why
They all miss they girl they couldn’t make cry
Some wish she’d come back to settle and stay
She says to herself, no thanks I’m okay
She wanders wherever she feels that she must
Turning ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
pshhhh can we say
rose is a lame loser? i think so....
The girl with the jewels tangled in wild hair
Has wandered about waiting to care
She’s taken the sticks and she’s taken the stones,
She sees they’ve begun leaving scars on her bones.
The nicks go deeper than anyone knows
The marks number more than what she shows
She sits there waiting but the tears won’t fall
She’s surprised to find nothing happens at all
The ashes scatter as she lets out a sigh
She puts down her head and lets life pass her by
She’s used to remarks as she walks past
She knows that what they say will not last.
She lowers her eyes while she walks down the hall
And doesn’t see anyone, nothing at all
Her hair is tucked back behind her ear
Although she won’t see she still likes to hear.
She sits there waiting but the tears won’t fall
She’s surprised to find nothing happens at all
The ashes scatter as she lets out a sigh
She puts down her head and lets life pass her by.
Once gone from the crowd she sits in her room
Feelings inside her are just waiting to bloom
The fire that burned there yesterday has died
Oh well, she says, at least I tried
The embers have cooled, now they’re just a dull grey
She shifts them around with nothing to say
She sits there waiting but the tears won’t fall
She’s surprised to find nothing happens at all
The ashes scatter as she lets out a sigh
She puts her head down and lets life pass her by.
Now that she’s gone everyone wonders why
They all miss they girl they couldn’t make cry
Some wish she’d come back to settle and stay
She says to herself, no thanks I’m okay
She wanders wherever she feels that she must
Turning ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
pshhhh can we say
rose is a lame loser? i think so....