.:Chad.:.Rox:.
we turn our music down
and we whisper
say what your thinking right now
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
jumping to conclusions
made me fall away from you
i'm so glad that the truth
has brought back together me and you..
& i miss you..
and we whisper
say what your thinking right now
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
jumping to conclusions
made me fall away from you
i'm so glad that the truth
has brought back together me and you..
& i miss you..
most of my friends know me by chad
I've gone through so much crapp throughout my 15 years living large, only some people know the real me..
If you make me smile..we'll get a long great
I'm rarely ever on so if you see me on..im either at a friends house, or god magically logged me on.. thats when pigs fly..
I'm a smart as's..and very blunt
:p
get to know me.. :]
I've gone through so much crapp throughout my 15 years living large, only some people know the real me..
If you make me smile..we'll get a long great
I'm rarely ever on so if you see me on..im either at a friends house, or god magically logged me on.. thats when pigs fly..
I'm a smart as's..and very blunt
:p
get to know me.. :]
I'llSideswipeyouwonderbread!
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
here we lay again
on two separate beds
riding phone lines
to meet a familiar voice
and pictures drawn from memory
we reflect on miscommunication
and misunderstandings
and missing each other too
much to have ever let let go
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
here we lay again
on two separate beds
riding phone lines
to meet a familiar voice
and pictures drawn from memory
we reflect on miscommunication
and misunderstandings
and missing each other too
much to have ever let let go
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