red hot chilli peppers- under the bridgeSometimes I feel like I don't have a partnerSometimes I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of angel
Lonely as I am, together we cry
I drive on her streets 'cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills 'cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds and she kisses me windy
I never worry, now that is a lie.
Well, I don't ever want to feel like I did that day
Take me to the place I love, take me all the way
I don't ever want to feel like I did that day
Take me to the place I love, take me all the way, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to believe that there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe that I'm all alone
At least I have her love, the city she loves me
Lonely as I am, together we cryWell, I don't ever want to feel like I did that day
Take me to the place I love, take me all the wayWell, I don't ever want to feel like I did that day
Take me to the place I love, take me all the way, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh no, no, no, yeah, yeah
love me, I say, yeah yeah
One time
(under the bridge downtown)
(is where I drew some blood)
is where I drew some blood
(under the bridge downtown)
(i could not get enough)
i could not get enough
(under the bridge downtown)
(forgot about my love)
forgot about my love
(under the bridge downtown)
(i gave my life away)
i gave my life away yeah, yeah yeah
(away)
no, no, no, yeah, yeah
(away)
no, no, i say, yeah, yeah
(away)
Here I stay'
the tears i cry can only matter so much. because the emotions that are welded in me are far greater than what these tears can express. you know, i just want to let be the person that would be there for you when you are tired, when you are so overwhelmed by the things that bring you down. but how come i keep making things harder and harder for you? dont you see that i dont mean anything..it hurts, it hurts because i keep getting reminded of the fact that to you, i am just like everyone else. making you feel so god damn bad about everything. but you know what, i dont mean it that way. so what even if my intentions were good? i am just so god damn good at fucking things up, i wish i could fucking rip my heart out right now and die in my own pool of blood. connocted with the tears that i cry now. it's all so bitter, and it hurts, it hurts so fucking badly.edit(2.54pm)
they say 'listen to your heart' and the words that can only ring up of cliches and more. after that fight, i went up to my room, curled up under my sheets, cried and watched f.r.i.e.n.d.s. at the same time. and after that i promptly fell asleep for about half an hour. with no phone call from you. i guess i cant blame you. i failed to reply your message. but that was because i was crying too hard, from all the laughing of my favourite tv show playing and how pathetic i can be. this is so god damn ironic, but whatever that means. now that my head is floating in the words of this painful roxette song, i don't know how i could describe this silent misery i feel. am i still upset u ask? yes, and no. because im not sure if what i did was wrong. i sure as hell didnt mean for it to be bad, and to cause you to feel bad as well. but i did a wonderful job at screwing up again, and the rounding applause is nothing but the same ol' symphony that i so vaguely remember.