The Hangout Thread, Tildes, and Italics

I think my friend said, "I hear footsteps"
I wore my black and white dress to the
Birthday massacre, birthday massacre, birthday
I wore my black and white dress
 
I think my friend said, "Stick it in the back of her head"
I think my friend said, "Two of them are sisters"
"I'm a murder tramp, birthday boy", I think I said
"I'm gonna bash them in, bash them in", I think he said
 
Then we wished them all a happy birthday
We kissed them all goodnight, now he chases me to my room
Chases me to my room, chases me
In my black and red dress

I think my friend said, "Don't forget the video"
I think my friend said, "Don't forget to smile"
"You're a murder tramp, murder tramp", I think he said
"You're a murder boy, birthday boy", I think I said
 
I think my friend said, "Stick it in the back of her head"
I think my friend said, "Two of them are sisters"
"I'm a murder tramp, birthday boy", I think I said
"I'm gonna bash them in, bash them in", I think he said

I think my friend said, "Don't forget the video"
I think my friend said, "Don't forget to smile"
"You're a murder tramp, murder tramp", I think he said
"You're a murder boy, birthday boy", I think I said
 

They're getting ugly
They're a horror show
And now we're laughing
Because they'll never know
That they have everything
We give them all of our own
And they tell us they're sick and they're all alone
 
They make fools of us together but we always think of them
All their laughing and their talking and their wasting of our time
And it always hurts to see them now that everything is different
We don't like to see their eyes 'cause they will never look the same
 
They shut the door
We fell far behind
We try forgiveness
But they cross the line
And now the moment has passed
And we can't rewind
We are dead long before we run out of time
 
They make fools of us together but we always think of them
All their laughing and their talking and their wasting of our time
And it always hurts to see them now that everything is different
We don't like to see their eyes 'cause they will never look the same

They make fools of us together but we always think of them
All their laughing and their talking and their wasting of our time
And it always hurts to see them now that everything is different
We don't like to see their eyes 'cause they will never look the same
 
The tragic comedy divine
Paints the way to peace of mind,
Leaving shallow lovers far behind.
 
Past uncertainties combine,
Bringing tears to sleepless eyes.
Memory runs the course of time.
Blood runs cold beyond
The violet prison for violent visions.
And so the broken record plays,
As you throw us away.
 
We're never enough.
We're drowning in cliches.
So desperate to love,
We're twisting every word they say.
So we sleep through the days.
 
Within the heat of passion's war,
Lust is spilled upon the floor,
Staining red the wasted metaphor.
 
The selfish need for something more
Claws in vain at closing doors,
Scarring faces once adored,
Tracing circles in the
Violet prison for violent visions.
And so the broken record plays,
As you throw us away.

We're never enough.
We're drowning in cliches.
So desperate to love,
We're twisting every word they say.
So we sleep through the days.
 
And boys are so cold
They speak without meaning
The only time they talk is in their sleep
And girls are a bore
Their touch without feeling
Their secrets always far too grim to keep
And up until now
You've lived in their shadows trying hard to please them
But they'll never change
As long as they're breathing
 
Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme
To those of us who've never tried
To find a face behind our lipstick smiles
And as our pretty faces die
Our broken hearts will wonder why
The make-up just won't hide the scars of time
 
And boys are so cruel
So don't let them find you...tonight
And girls are so vain
So put them behind you...tonight
I'll cast you a spell
A magic where everyone plays dead forever
And after tonight they'll never remind you
 
Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme
To those of us who've never tried
To find a face behind our lipstick smiles
And as our pretty faces die
Our broken hearts will wonder why
The make-up just won't hide the scars of time

Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme
To those of us who've never tried
To find a face behind our lipstick smiles
And as our pretty faces die
Our broken hearts will wonder why
The make-up just won't hide the scars of time
 
Plastic blue
Invitations in my room
I've been waiting here for you
Reservations made for two
Sunlight fading
 
Black tongues speak faster than the car can crash
You supply the rumours
And I'll provide the wrath
Romance is breaking every heart in two
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue
 




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