i just can't get it ot of my head...

I'm in the business of misery, 
Let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hourglass it's ticking like a clock.
It's a matter of time before we all run out,
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.

I waited eight long months,
She finally set him free.
I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me. 
Two weeks and we caught on fire,
She's got it out for me,
But I wear the biggest smile.

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
Just steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him now.
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so,
It just feels so good.

Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.
once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
I'm sorry honey, but I'm passin' up, now look this way.
Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you.
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who,
They want and what they like. 
It's easy if you do it right.
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
Just steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him right now.
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so,
It just feels so good.

I watched his wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving you
Just watch my wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving.

Whoa, I never meant to brag,
But I got him where I want him now.

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
just steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got what I wanted now 
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so,
It just feels so good

Jag är inte stolt över det, och vill egentligen inte göra det, men jag trotsar mina moraliska ståndpunkter, dels genom att lägga ut och publicera en låttext låg som en roman på min vanligtvis relativt städade blogg, men också för att det är en låt utav paramore. Jag gillar inte Paramore. och jag gillar framför allt inte tanken på Paramore. kalla mig dömande! (verkligen. gör det.) men dom är sååå mainstream och det känns som att man vill vara unik och rebellisk om man lyssnar på Paramore. och att kalla mig rebellisk är väl en överdrift. slightly...
men jag kan verkligen inte få denna låttext ur mitt huvud och i mitt försvar kan jag säga att jag bara gillar den akustiska versionen.. Räknas det fortfarande? Attans! då måste jag hitta ett nytt argument.
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