It's your life.
And you can do what you wanna do.
Do what you like,
But please don't keep me waiting.
Please don't keep me waiting, 'cause I'm
So tired,
Tired of waiting,
Tired of waiting for you.

So tired,
Tired of waiting,
Tired of waiting for you.

I was a lonely soul, I had nobody 'til I met you.
But you, keeping me waiting, all of the time,
What can I do?

Si Meg fuera una guitarra, sería así.

thê mârvêls ôf mâyhêm

Self-improvement is masturbation.
But self-destruction...

with the lights out is less dangerous

They came in the clothes that I'm in
And threw the phone at my wall
They were strangers
They drive in the car that I'm in
And you never see their faces at all
They were strangers
They drive in the car that I'm in
And you never see their faces at all
They know my fears and cry in my tears
Through a face without an eye at all
They came in the phone that I'm in
And threw the face on my wall
Know my tears and cry in my fears
Through an eye without a face at all

What if...?

Qué pasaría si... no tuvieras que estar muerta?

Bueno, eso sería preferible.

***FeLiZ jUeVeS*** .:iT sUcKsS (To meE):.

What he was thinking about the girl
Ya, what he's thinking about the girl, oh
A lot of people get confused and they bruise
Real easy when it comes to love
They start putting on their shoes and walking out
And singing "boy, I think I had enough"

******HAPPINESS OVERDOSE******
ThIs CaNt Be BaD


suddenly, deliring is futile
and the fence of the house of the neighbor
is ready to me to smack it with a stick and
im not feeling dissapointed at all with the greencrap fantasies
i think i might give it a shot
before dreams come to distort it all
i might break the sidewalk jumping through the boulevard
dancing on the zebra crossing and juggling on a fence
and the Residents of the house of the street of the city
of the everywhere i might wanna go
theyll look me in the eyes before asking WHAT THE FUCK
but they dont know i just dont care at all
people will be listening a different song that the one im singing
and they dont like the sound at all
and they dont like the sound at all
and they dont like the sound of the happiness overdose
it just comes here and disorganizes the fuck out of it
and maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe;