9.01.2010

DAY FORTY-NINE ~ 9.1

it's amazing when you have one of those moments where a song perfectly speaks what you are feeling. driving home tonight from working at our state fair, i nearly cried as i sang along at the top of my lungs to the following song. i don't care if you judge me for liking Fall Out Boy. i'm a big fan of their first two albums, and this song was exactly what i needed tonight. the best part? there really is a light on for me in Chicago.

"Chicago Is So Two Years Ago"

My heart is on my sleeve
Wear it like a bruise or black eye
My badge, my witness
Means that I believed
Every single lie you said

Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention I still hate you

But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house

She took me down and said,
"Boys like you are overrated, so save your breath."
Loaded words and loaded friends
Are loaded guns to our heads

Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention I still hate you

But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house

You want apologies
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
the only thing you'll get
Is this curse on your lips:
I hope they taste of me forever

And there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's

With every breath I wish your body will be broken again, again
With every breath I wish your body would be broken again, again
With every breath I wish your body will be broken again, again
With every breath I wish your body would be broken again

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