My thoughts on love, and yes I have loved once or twice to be (vague)

But I have also lusted at times so I do know the difference, you see.

I have this picture in my head and it's just what love should be

it's not a perfect thing, but it is mutual, two people making one another complete

 

(Hey, Marc?)

Not right now

 

I said I really cared for you, and you said that you could care less

Well the joke's on you, it's "I couldn't care less" so learn some english you slut

(then I figured out the girl mentality)

We don't want someone to complete us, we want someone to beat, cheat us, and leave us behind.

with a new chapter of tragedy to lure the next jerk that we find.

And I want you girls to know I don't hate anyone of you

I hate you together, collectively, as a whole

and I'm not just burning bridges here, I'm tearing up the whole damn road!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, someday I'll find the right girl, but the question still lingers in my head

Does she love me for who I am or the jerk I became, cause of girls who like to be hated instead.

 

At fourteen I had a premonition that my life was more a mission to change the disposition of a million staring kids.  Mouths open, eyes glazing, brains hoping someone's changing the face of rock and roll in this scene.  We have a dream, Chris and I, to make you want to be our wives, even at the cost of your lives, baked potato with chives!

 

The whole show thing, was getting pretty boring.

What this scene needs is someone who can't sing!

Who better for that job than me?

(This line will always change)

 

Once again, my friend, I'm noticing a trend.

Two plus two makes four, but now it makes one more.

That's five, yep, five.

Suzitrent is going to eat you while you sleep!

 But that's not like you, you're just too cool, to play the fool!

So this song goes out to you, it's one big screw you, for being too cool.

 

I SAID DANCE, DAMN IT, SO GET OFF YOUR FEET AND MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!

 

(You told me) I lost my mind.

("I love you") was my reply.

Saw the stiches on your arms.

I'm naked, crying, falling.

And yes, what I said, it's all true.

All that I do I do it for you.

So please don't (laugh).

 

Swing from side and side to back,

cause I can't decide

which one is real and which one is mine.

 

(Trent and Micah die sometime during this song).

 

Have to fly.

Have to fight.

Have to crow.

Have to save Maggie,

have to save jack.

Hook is back! (occasionally "have to save Jack again")

Rufio, Rufio, Ruf-Fi-(ohh).

The stories are true boy. (X's3)

You have to fly...

Bangarang!

The stars are all my friends,

until the night time ends.

Run home Jack, Run home.

You know, you're not really peter pan, your peter panning, a cold miserable

selfish man who hates himself and drinks to escape from his wife and kids

I believe in you Peter.

 

Diaries should be kept someplace secret, like online

 

I hate my life, and that's why I write

day and night in my online diary.

My life is so sad, I want you so bad,

Log on and read all about me.

 

Bitter days are recorded here.

(My username is xsorrowx5495)

All my hopes and dreams and fears

(I'll probably write about how cute you are tonight)

Thank you for all your e-tears

(I would tell you now, but I'm just too shy)

and this pseudo-connection with my peers.

(if you knew what a wreck I really was, I would just die)

 

No one loves me, and it couldn't be,

Because I spend my time Instant Messaging.

And at long last, I can't help but ask,

Could I be doing something rewarding?

 

It's nice to finally feel aligned

(I really think you're the one for me)

With kids whose problems are worse than mine

(I know you live up in Tennessee)

Creating drama of all kinds

(and we've only spoken through instant messaging)

letting people read our minds

(and if we saw each other, we'd both just stare at our feet)

 

Dear diary, what's wrong with me, I cannot sleep, I cannot eat, what's wrong with me?

(sell your computer, buy a football, smile, make some friends)

 

It's so nice feel so free

It's alright to sleep with me

It's alright to feel so scared

It's so nice

 

(In time, you will find

that my mind has resigned,

from status quo, and conformity

and all these things that keep you from me)

 

It's so nice to be this nice

and not to care about everyone

and what they do and what they don't

Don't talk to you You want them to

 

It's alright to want to dance

It's alright to hold his hand (sometimes "to poop your pants")

It's so nice to be yourself

It's so nice

 

(and eyes stare, and your heads shake

because we're throwing pies in each others face

and unlike you, we want crowds to smile

we don't scream unless Marc has to cause the notes too high)

 

8. (Such A Long) Long Time (secret song, look for it in our upcoming cd)

I met you at a crowded bar, You were looking so fine

Our eyes met across the room, You were sipping on wine

A fire started burning deep, Deep within my soul

Your laugh knocked me off my feet, My heart was gone

And it's been such a long, Such a long time

Yeah it's been a long, Such a long time

 

I can't remember a time, When I felt so complete

Making love with you each night, Your kisses so sweet

Somehow some way one day, I lost you baby

Now my thoughts linger back, I'm going crazy

 

I hear my phone it's ringing, Or is it the voices in my head

I hear you say you need me, Is that what you said

I can still feel the fire burning, Burning deep in my soul

It's burning cause you left me baby, I don't want you no more