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Your Place for Lyrics
Saturday, 29 November 2008
Old House

I went by that old house yesterday

I didn't even know what to say

Engulfed in white paint and the light blue shutters

Makes me recollect on how we used to be together

I sat on the bench just to have a cold thought

And remembered us talkin late round this empty lot

Makes me think, was it just a dream?

I still recall how cute your face looked when you glanced at me

One whole year, how many beers?

Does it take to replace all these internal tears?

I miss the joy of thinkin someone really fuckin cared

It's hard to grasp, the fact that you're not even here

Gotta get up, took a walk through the grass

Just to pass, that old tree where you sat by me and had those laughs

It's so sad, I can still hear you now

I frown at the fact I simply just don't think of you now

Hook:

It's hard to forget, these nights that I've spent

Just tryin hard to figure out what love really meant

But sometimes you gotta grow up and I look back now

And all I can see is your face when I pass that old house

I remember that day when you first came to move in

And I was happy, you were only a block from where I lived

That summer I looked forward to the stuff we could do

But who knew? Those days of deep conversations were through

You were more concerned about bein' the popular girl

And I was more concerned about my sole purpose in this world

I didn't wanna lose you, and I was still young too

I didn't get the fact you had different interests too

I got so tired of simply gettin sympathy

So tired of always talkin bout the problems with me

You changed, and I was still the same distressed kid

The same guy who's talent was to write serious shit

About serious things, still don't really know what they mean

You probably still don't understand how I got so fuckin mean

But it's just me, and are you still you?

Cuz it's all I think of, when I pass that old house through

Hook

It's hard to even look back at it all

So many bitter feelings and problems now they seem so small

Now it starts to come to me so vividly

I can see, the night you got on that dude right in front of me

I tried to be a man, tried to hide the hurt

But the image of you kissin him made me feel worse

It wasn't even just about a bitch girl

It was the first time I really felt so worthless in this world

If i could choose to take it back, I wouldn't if I could

It taught me some life lessons, now well understood

Emotions floatin', must be sorted out within

And I will never be another tool to get fucked with

You said hi to me in the hallway yesterday

And I didn't even have a clue what to say

The beauty of your face, made me think about it now

And I don't miss you one bit when I pass your old house


Posted by catharsislyrics at 5:02 PM MST
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