Partys

by Meredith   May 20, 2005


You walk in the door
there's pizza on the floor
the girls on the boys
everyone is having fun
but the girl in the corner
she sits there
drinking beer
think why the !@#%
am i here
the boy with the beer
hoping to get lucky
not knowing
his girlfriend found another guy
he just drinks some more
hoping to die

but not everyone is sad
the hot boy and the hot girl
are together
having the time if their life
and when the slow song plays
everyone makes-out
but the people who are
in doubt
cause they think no one loves them
but the are wrong
they could get together
and have just as much fun

but he suicidal girl
all alone
she cries
and drives home
after having too much beer
she drives in to a tree
hoping life will end

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