what happens when i'm really bored and writing about othello. i write a song

Who cares? Not youYou ignore me, criticize meTell me everythingno one would want to here.You’re an ass and a jerkbut somehowwe make this workWhaaooohh,Every day is fight with youI lose my breath until I’m blueYou don’t stop, but I don’t helpI egg it o-onI make the same remarksAnd we’ll take our marksAre you ready? Are, are you ready?Get setGo!Is that the best you can do?I’ve heard it...
November 24th, 2010 at 03:48am