That's messed up

by Wasted Fake Smiles   Apr 30, 2006


I can't understand, why you are mad,
I didn't do anything, except call you band rad.
I wasn't even there, to see you at all,
Then you call us stalkers, as if you're appalled.

Just to let you know, if you remember anything,
If it weren't for Taylor, our friendship would be nothing.
If I hadn't gone, to see his band again,
I never would've met you, and this story would end.

How could you say that we were stalking you?
We didn't know you were going, but YOU knew we were going too.
I told you, so it wasn't a big surprise,
Then you're such a jerk, which makes me want to cry.

I hope that you feel bad, when you finally realize,
That I truly and deeply cared about you guys.
I spent so much money, to go to support you band,
This money wasn't easy to get, so I can't understand.

I guess this is Goodbye John, if you're going to treat me bad,
I'll always call you my friend, even though you make me sad.
If you ever realize that what you did was wrong,
Then come and say you're sorry, but I knew you were all along.

~*Who Cares?*~

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