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Saturday, July 24, 2004

She wil be loved
Maroon 5

beauty queen of only 18
she has some trouble with herself
he was always there to help her
she always belonged to someone else

i drove for miles and miles
and wound up at your door
i've had you so many times
but somehow i want more

i dont mind spending everyday
out of your corner in the pouring rain
look for the girl with the broken smile
ask her if she wants to stay awhile

and she will be loved
and she will be loved

tap on my window, knock on my door
i want to make you feel beautiful
i know i tend to get so insecure
doesn't matter anymore

its not always rainbows
and butterfliesits compromise
it moves us along
my heart is full and my door's always open
you come anytime you want

i dont mind spending everyday
out of your corner in the pouring rain
look for the girl with the broken smile
ask her if she wants to stay awhile

and she will be loved
and she will be loved

i know where you hide, alone in your car
know all of the things that make you who you are
i know that goodbye means nothing at all
comes back it makes me
catch her everytime she falls

tap on my window, knock on my door
i want to make you feel beautiful
please dont try so hard to say goodbye

 



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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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