The candle left a waxy stainIronically, I was in a good, healthy relationship at the time. I was going for pathetic love-struck goth, for fun, but I didn't expect something so incredibly awful to come out. And now I share it with you, you lucky devils.
I followed you out in the rain
You said that this was not the time
I sung you songs by Patsy Cline
The letters that I wrote and sent
Came back to me all torn and bent
You [?] you kill you thrill you maim
You tell me that I can't complain
You said you'd marry me tomorrow
You've got the leash so I must follow
My friends have all become yours too
I can't go out without thinking of you
I sing you songs and write you letters
And it doesn't make me feel better
I wish that you would write or call
I wish that you would write or call
I wish that you would write or call
I wish that you would write or call
I stole your journal and I keep it locked up in my closet
At night I take it out and write my name in black upon it
The candle left a waxy stain
I followed you out in the rain
You said that this was not the time
I fall to pieces one more time
I fall to pieces one more time
I fall to pieces one more time
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No we weren't. Maybe he was in some kinda weird forum, but no, we didn't have any final projects due to Dean Judy.
(Though I do totally wonder who the song was addressed to, seeings as most of my memories of Andrew were him making out in the stairwell next to the swings, him and some girl both in black hoodies just constantly sucking face.)
posted by klangklangston at 10:30 AM on April 12, 2010 [3 favorites]