Oh, no Yeah, yeah He's got blue eyes, and he's 5'7" Short brown hair all down his neck Cadillac truck So the hell what What's so special about that? He used to yodel, he's done some farming So he weighs a buck o' five So I guess he's alright if perfection is what you like Oh, oh, and I'm not jealous, no, I'm not Oh, oh, I just want everything he's got Oh, oh, you look at him so amazed I remember way back when you used to look at me that way Tell me, what makes him so much better than me (so much better than me)? What makes him just everything that I can never be? What makes him your every dream and fantasy? Because I can't remember when it was me And now you don't feel the same I remember you would shiver every time I said your name You said nothing felt as good as when you gaze into my eyes Now you don't care I'm alive How did we let the fire die?
Right now, he's probably up singing some white-trash version of Shania karaoke Right now, he's probably sayin' "I'm drunk" And you're a-thinkin' that you're gonna get lucky Right now, you're probably dabbin' on three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo Oh, and you don't know That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seats I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights I slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time you'll think before you cheats
A-hem.
JK, Eds. Though I did totally slash your tires but I felt the song had to be justified Art is passion, passion is real, your car is trashed. I'm sure you have others.
Downtown tonight, I saw an old friend, someone who I use to take comfort from long before I met you I caught a spark from his eyes of forgotten desire With a word, or a touch, I could have rekindled that fire Old flames can't hold a candle to you
Hm. All right, well then. I just sang that to Jonathan and he's confused. Fuck you very much for the car, by the way.
Is it OK if I speak to you today? You've been pissed off for a week now But nothing I could say could make you look up Or crack up Is there anything that I can do Anything to show you You're a bitch But I love you anyway Oh you can't sing But you still put me to sleep Baby You're a bitch Hey hey Hey hey You make me sick But don't ever go away.
Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face whoa oh oh There's no one quite like you, you push all my buttons down I know life would suck without you whoa oh oh At the same time, I wanna hug you I wanna wrap my hands around your neck You're an asshole but I love you And you make me so mad, I ask myself Why I'm still here, or where could I go You're the only love I've ever known But I hate you, I really hate you So much I think it must be True love, true love It must be true love Nothin' else can break my heart like True love, true love It must be true love No one else can break my heart like you
I've got to move on and be who I am I just don't belong here, I hope you understand We might find a place in this world someday But at least for now, I gotta go my own way
What about us? What about everything we've been through? What about trust? You know I never wanted to hurt you And what about me? What am I supposed to do? I gotta leave but I'll miss you
Your story sad to tell A teenage ne'er do well Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block Your future's so unclear now What's left of your career now? Can't even get a trade in on your smile Beauty school dropout
Off topic, I know but oh my God, don't you just love Grease?
He's cute. I really loved his early stuff. The new stuff is to ... conservative. Tell him that I love his Twangy.
Come on, Eddie, you know you wanna watch Grease 2 with me.
Yeah, let's do it for our country, the red, white, and the blue. It's Uncle Sam who's asking, so your mother will approve. Tomorrow I'll be fighting, and I'll win this war for you. Let's do it for our country, our country wants us to.
Well, stay tuned, he's gonna be releasing some new stuff, now that I got him a decent contract.
You'll be a mighty soldier, and I'll be proud that you did something for your country When your country needed you. America is calling; let's care enough to give our very best. For if we give our very best, I know that we will more than pass the test.
Fine. It is hard to resist. What's up with you, feeling lonely?
My band went to see their family but I can't see mine cause they are praying to the Holy Moon God to spare them and reward them with crops, rabbits and the mighty scent of lavender. If I go now, I'll just disturb them and that's not cool.
And I really miss them. My moms and dads are so proud of me, I wanted to show them my new merch.
Right, right, weird cult stuff. I'm never sure if I miss you or if normalcy is just so jarring by comparison that my mind is trying to make me feel as if I miss you.
You could come over, but I don't trust you. Where are you, still living in the same place?
You're dating ... Jon? Or wanting to. I dunno, not sure but the close to? That's a crush, right? Not love. That's sad. Oh no! Eddie, tell him how you feel!
Lights, flowers, a big musical display. Oh my God! We could plan it and
Okay, yeah, no, I heard myself. I'm already getting too involved.
Oooooooh God, you are so weak for that. You love to be special to people, for people, whatever. And he's just right there, giving it all to you. You saved him from a sad life and opened his eyes to a new world. You are his world. No wonder you're into him.
I would say movie but I don't know if I could sell it. Band movies are so hit and miss, I'd rather just go for a webcomic, get a devoted fanbase and then make an amazing netflix show.
Easy as that.
Look, Eddie, you know me. I love me. I really do. But what do I love more? LOVE.
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Oh, no
Yeah, yeah
He's got blue eyes, and he's 5'7"
Short brown hair all down his neck
Cadillac truck
So the hell what
What's so special about that?
He used to yodel, he's done some farming
So he weighs a buck o' five
So I guess he's alright if perfection is what you like
Oh, oh, and I'm not jealous, no, I'm not
Oh, oh, I just want everything he's got
Oh, oh, you look at him so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way
Tell me, what makes him so much better than me (so much better than me)?
What makes him just everything that I can never be?
What makes him your every dream and fantasy?
Because I can't remember when it was me
And now you don't feel the same
I remember you would shiver every time I said your name
You said nothing felt as good as when you gaze into my eyes
Now you don't care I'm alive
How did we let the fire die?
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
Right now, he's probably up singing some white-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now, he's probably sayin' "I'm drunk"
And you're a-thinkin' that you're gonna get lucky
Right now, you're probably dabbin' on three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and you don't know
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time you'll think before you cheats
A-hem.
JK, Eds. Though I did totally slash your tires but I felt the song had to be justified
Art is passion, passion is real, your car is trashed.
I'm sure you have others.
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
Downtown tonight, I saw an old friend, someone who
I use to take comfort from long before I met you
I caught a spark from his eyes of forgotten desire
With a word, or a touch, I could have rekindled that fire
Old flames can't hold a candle to you
Hm. All right, well then. I just sang that to Jonathan and he's confused. Fuck you very much for the car, by the way.
Still less trashed than you are.
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
Is it OK if I speak to you today?
You've been pissed off for a week now
But nothing I could say could make you look up
Or crack up
Is there anything that I can do
Anything to show you
You're a bitch
But I love you anyway
Oh you can't sing
But you still put me to sleep
Baby
You're a bitch
Hey hey
Hey hey
You make me sick
But don't ever go away.
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say
Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face whoa oh oh
There's no one quite like you, you push all my buttons down
I know life would suck without you whoa oh oh
At the same time, I wanna hug you
I wanna wrap my hands around your neck
You're an asshole but I love you
And you make me so mad, I ask myself
Why I'm still here, or where could I go
You're the only love I've ever known
But I hate you, I really hate you
So much I think it must be
True love, true love
It must be true love
Nothin' else can break my heart like
True love, true love
It must be true love
No one else can break my heart like you
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
I've got to move on and be who I am
I just don't belong here, I hope you understand
We might find a place in this world someday
But at least for now, I gotta go my own way
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
What about us?
What about everything we've been through?
What about trust?
You know I never wanted to hurt you
And what about me?
What am I supposed to do?
I gotta leave but I'll miss you
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
Your story sad to tell
A teenage ne'er do well
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now
What's left of your career now?
Can't even get a trade in on your smile
Beauty school dropout
Off topic, I know but oh my God, don't you just love Grease?
I LOVE GREASE!!!
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
I do love Grease. Have you ever seen the sequel?
Kind of a fever dream.
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
I just brought it on amazon.
Wanna watch it together?
We can re-enact it afteeeeeeeeeeer.
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Cute. I'm not entirely opposed.
Pretty busy though, you know. Have to teach the new boy some things.
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He's cute. I really loved his early stuff. The new stuff is to ... conservative. Tell him that I love his Twangy.
Come on, Eddie, you know you wanna watch Grease 2 with me.
Yeah, let's do it for our country, the red, white, and the blue.
It's Uncle Sam who's asking, so your mother will approve.
Tomorrow I'll be fighting, and I'll win this war for you.
Let's do it for our country, our country wants us to.
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
Well, stay tuned, he's gonna be releasing some new stuff, now that I got him a decent contract.
You'll be a mighty soldier,
and I'll be proud that you did something for your country
When your country needed you.
America is calling; let's care enough to give our very best.
For if we give our very best,
I know that we will more than pass the test.
Fine. It is hard to resist. What's up with you, feeling lonely?
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~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
I finished touring and I'm lonely.
My band went to see their family but I can't see mine cause they are praying to the Holy Moon God to spare them and reward them with crops, rabbits and the mighty scent of lavender. If I go now, I'll just disturb them and that's not cool.
And I really miss them. My moms and dads are so proud of me, I wanted to show them my new merch.
no subject
~BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~
Right, right, weird cult stuff. I'm never sure if I miss you or if normalcy is just so jarring by comparison that my mind is trying to make me feel as if I miss you.
You could come over, but I don't trust you. Where are you, still living in the same place?
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Same, actually. I never get if I miss you or if I hate you so much, I'm confused and went full circle? It's very strange and...
Hey! What do you think I'd do that you can't trust me? I'M HURT.
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Like you'd let me come near if you were doing anything close to dating anyone.
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...
You're dating ... Jon? Or wanting to. I dunno, not sure but the close to? That's a crush, right? Not love. That's sad. Oh no! Eddie, tell him how you feel!
Lights, flowers, a big musical display. Oh my God! We could plan it and
Okay, yeah, no, I heard myself. I'm already getting too involved.
Point taken.
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I'm not doing anything with Jon. Yet. If you have to know, which you don't, but I always talk to you too much, so what the hell.
I'm just the filthy sinner that showed him how much fun it can be to go to hell.
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So you're now special to him, huh?
Oooooooh God, you are so weak for that. You love to be special to people, for people, whatever. And he's just right there, giving it all to you. You saved him from a sad life and opened his eyes to a new world. You are his world. No wonder you're into him.
You two would make an amazing webcomic
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Webcomic?
That's awfully small thinking, coming from you.
And look at you, sounding as if you don't want to be the centre of the universe.
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I would say movie but I don't know if I could sell it. Band movies are so hit and miss, I'd rather just go for a webcomic, get a devoted fanbase and then make an amazing netflix show.
Easy as that.
Look, Eddie, you know me. I love me. I really do. But what do I love more? LOVE.
I love love.
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Ah, right. Your love obsession.
Listen, I just met the man. He has a great dick, but I'm not about to propose.
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Boo, you whore.
Have you at least kissed him and seen where it goes? Don't be afraid of love.
Try a little tenderness.
Open your heart
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I've kissed his cheek. He's kissed me.
I'll see how it plays out. Don't need another bitter ex ruining my car.
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