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Wednesday, 12 December 2007 ; 05:35Y
IM FYNE WITHOUT YOU~
The Last Something That Meant Anything- MayDay Parade




Well I thought that we could sit around and, talk for hours
About things I couldn't say to you
And things that we could never do and,
This conversation has had no face
When the words take days you can re-write and erase anything


You know my heart (so tell me all thats needed, cause i don't really want this)
Knows all this


And I'll borrow words from all my favourite paragraphs
To write about all of these faded things
We hope would mean the most to me
And
Each line is sent i have found a new pages of hope for the days when i fell like I've lost
Everything

You know my heart (so tell me all thats needed, cause i don't really want this)
Knows all these lines (cause my jealous heart really can't take that)
So I'll sing this song for everyone thats come out lost


But, I'll be ok (Is that what you want me to say)
It's called breakup
Cause it's broken
But I'll be ok (is that what you want me to say)
It's called breakup
Cause it's broken


I'll be ok
Is that what you want me to say
It's called Breakup
Cause it's broken


I'll be ok, is that what you want me to say
Cause it's broken
And well, try so bad to tell me that you
Make it that you're sorry and
the Lines we said
Never meant the words we meant
Cause it's broken
Every kiss that you could ever mean
The everything that takes you back
The chocolate, rose, the kisses
That like chasing through your misses


I'll be ok
Is that what you want me to say
It's called Breakup
Cause it's broken


Well I thought that we could sit around and, talk for hours
About things I couldn't say to you
And things that we could never do






* i am not talking about breaking-up or wanting one..no definitely not..i just still love him...and i'm sorry for the changes in my attitude or juz simply the changed me.....and to everyone out dere who cares, just tell me if u don't feel good or sensed something wrong about me..i will really apprecciate it...u don't really have to go to him in the 1st place...*

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