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Watermelon Smiles
January 14th 2009
I found a black bow in the bottom of my suitcase today. It came with memories, not very good ones. It was from our first tour ever, the old Panic!. Brendon propped it in my hair the night of the last show, as he toasted to good times now that the storm had passed. That's when Brent decided to sue.
He gave a good battle, but I hate to tell him that we won. He could be such a jerk. And I'm sorry, but he had his chance. He blew it. No one else to blame. A shame really, he had skill, but oh well.
*Pick your poison
We're almost done here
And I must apologize
For the sarcasm
Begging, drop the booze
Stop the slur
and Please, turn your phones off*
He gave a good battle, but I hate to tell him that we won. He could be such a jerk. And I'm sorry, but he had his chance. He blew it. No one else to blame. A shame really, he had skill, but oh well.
*Pick your poison
We're almost done here
And I must apologize
For the sarcasm
Begging, drop the booze
Stop the slur
and Please, turn your phones off*