you said you wanted me to be your girlfriend that took about one week to come to an abrupt end i know you hate me, i?m a perceptive guy i?m also aware
I know the song has been written already It's not gonna stop me from writing again Not gonna lie I don't really wanna live I'd rather be honest than
The stars are shining so bright Wait that's just Manhattans light It's been 12 hours since I ate I think I'm finally loosing weight Mixed up my armour
mankind Mary and Mohammed Are screaming through the clouds For you to lay your goddamned arms down Rip your bigot roots up from the earth and salt the goddamned
You say good start I say perfect ending This world has no heart and mine is beyond mending Wiping down menus of food I can?t afford If this is my destiny
the drawer? Bibles don't save many people anymore We took up quarters in the bathroom There were dollars on the floor I looked at you; you said to me, "Jay
Three weeks and counting ?til he?s on his way to France Not a dime in his pocket but a ticket in his hand He?s a cynical bastard but there?s hope in
applying moisturizer in the microwave window for the tenth time, he should've called me an hour ago would he be here with flowers if i lived in arizona
To the boy who should have loved me, From the boy you could've had. I promised not to send this letter, I wouldn't want you to feel bad. For not opening
(Music and Lyrics by Jay Brannan) Two bodies pressed together two boys are falling hard the smell of sweat and leather a kinky greeting card crazy
(Music and Lyrics by Jay Brannan) I don?t know where we?re going but i know we?ve gone too far and i hope it isn?t showing but i think i love you and
