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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: Which of the Bold Faced Lies Will We Use? | ||||
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| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 09-20-2001 @ 12:59 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00  | Which of the bold faced lies will we use? "I hope that you're happy" "you really deserve it" "this will be best for us both in the end" But your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed them upon yours and I starve for you. But this new diet's liquid and dulling to the senses. And it's crude, but it will do. Which of the standard lines will we use? "I've been meaning to call you" "I've just been so busy" "We'll catch up soon" "Let's make it a point to" But your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed them upon yours and I starve for you. But this new diet's liquid and dulling to the senses. And it's crude, but it will do.  and thinking's just too much to ask and you're measuring your minutes by a clock thats blinking eights | ||||
| Rone | posted on 09-20-2001 @ 1:19 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Dashboard rules... This is where I say I've had enough and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now. A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises and I don't believe that I'm getting any better. Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring and I'm thinking awful things and I'm pretty sure that few would notice. And this apartment is starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the silence. Wandering the house like I've never wanted out and this is about as social as I get now. And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you 'cause they would never do, I would never do. So don't be a liar, don't say that "everything's working" when everything's broken. And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor and your eyes say the joke's on me.  | ||||
| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 09-20-2001 @ 1:41 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | These 3 dashboard songs probably sum up my recent experiences better than anything i've ever heard. I heard about your trip. I hear about your souvenirs. I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights and the cool guys you spent them with. Well I guess I should have heard of them for you. I guess I should have heard of them from you. Don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over? and all the "Best Deceptions" and "Clever Cover Story" awards go to you. So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let you. You will be back some day and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. I heard about your regrets. I heard that you were feeling sorry. I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us. Well I guess I should have heard of that from you. I guess I should have heard of that from you. Don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over? And all the "Best Deceptions" and the "Clever Cover Story" awards go to you. So kiss me hard, 'cause this will be the last time that I let you. You will be back someday and this awkward kiss that screams of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers, I'll be all right when my hands get warm. Ignoring the phone, I'd rather say nothing. I'd rather you'r never heard my voice. You're calling too late, too late to be gracious you do not warrant long good-byes. You're calling too late. You're calling too late. You're calling too late. and thinking's just too much to ask and you're measuring your minutes by a clock thats blinking eights This message was edited by CriticsLoveSnatch on 9-20-01 @ 1:45 PM | ||||
| Rone | posted on 09-20-2001 @ 4:19 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | all his lyrics are so meaningful, to me at least. another kick ass song... Consider the odds, consider the obvious. The martyr is meaningless, the campaign has died. In the planning stages and the fallen faces are the singular proof that it was ever alive. This purchased rebellion has been outdated, denounced and rescinded and left to die championless. I begged you not to go. I begged you, I pleaded. Claimed you as my only hope and watched the floor as you retreated. Hope has sprung a perfect dive a perfect day, a perfect lie. A slowly crafted monologue conceding your defeat. Does it comfort you to know you fought the good fight? Basking in your victory, hollow and alone to boast your bitter bragging rights to anyone who'll listen. While you're left with nothing tangible to gain. | ||||
| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 09-28-2001 @ 6:22 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | rather than start a new thread, because i could just about post every dashboard song i know lol...i'll just put this here. It is yet to be determined, but the air is thick, and my hope is feeling worn. I'm missing home, and I'm glad you're not a part of this, there are parts of me that will be missed. And the phone is always dead to me, so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping and it feels like... it's colder than it ought to be be in March, and that's about a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home, into your arms again. And the people here are asking after you. It doesn't make it easier. It doesn't make it easier to be away. I'd like to hire a plane. I'd see you in the morning, when the day is fresh. I'm coming home again. But, it is warmer where you're waiting. It feels more like July. There's pillows in their cases and one of those is mine. And you wrote the words I love you, and sprayed it with perfume. It is better than the fire is to heat this lonely room. It is warmer where your waiting. It feels more like July. It is yet to be determined, but the air is thick, and my hope is feeling worn. I'm missing home, and I'm glad you're not a part of this, there are parts of me that will be missed. And the phone is always dead to me, so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping and it feels like... it's colder than it ought to be be in March, and that's about a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home, into your arms again. And the people here are asking after you. It doesn't make it easier. It doesn't make it easier to be away. I'd like to hire a plane. I'd see you in the morning, when the day is fresh. I'm coming home again. I'm coming home again. when the day is fresh, i'll be coming home again.  and thinking's just too much to ask and you're measuring your minutes by a clock thats blinking eights This message was edited by CriticsLoveSnatch on 9-28-01 @ 8:12 PM | ||||
| Rone | posted on 09-28-2001 @ 8:02 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | I'm missing your bed, I never sleep Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak & this bottle of beast is taking me home. I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets You're not alone & you're not discreet. You make sure I know, who's taking you home. I'm reading your note over again. There is not a word that I comprehend, except when you signed it "I will love you always & forever" As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs, and sit alone and wonder, how you're making out, but as for me I wish that I was anywhere with anyone making out I'm missing your laugh, how did it break? And when did your eyes begin to look fake? I hope you're as happy as your pretending. I'm missing you bed, I never sleep. Avoiding the spots where we'd have to sleep. And this bottle of beast is taking me home. Your hair. It's everywhere. Screaming infidelities. Taking it's wear. | ||||
| Sephiroth | posted on 09-30-2001 @ 2:06 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | "Drive" Who's gonna tell you when It's too late Who's gonna tell you things Aren't so great You can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong Who's gonna drive you home tonight Who's gonna pick you up When you fall Who's gonna hang it up When you call Who's gonna pay attention To your dreams Who's gonna plug their ears When you scream You can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong Who's gonna drive you home tonight Who's gonna hold you down When you shake Who's gonna come around When you break You can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong Who's gonna drive you home tonight  | ||||
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