7:57 PM | Tuesday, March 18, 2008 | $BlogItemTitle$>
You tell me not to be a ________.
But how about you?You don't realise how upset I feel everytime you say something.
I was right all along.But anyway, I
don't need you anymore.And you don't realise how everything I say is designed to please you.I liked the old you.
If someone said two years from nowYou'd be long goneI'd stand up and punch them outCause they're all wrongI know betterCause you said foreverAnd everWho knew