A beautiful bride awaits for her groom
Doesn't mind if he's a tad late
They did plan too early though
Made everything go faster.
Hours and hours went by
Making the bride nervous and nervous
But seeing her fiance's new beau
Made this woman go madder and madder.
The church a block away
The bride stomped and stomped as she walked
Looking through the sacred glass windows
Of seeing the devil she once loved.
She stalked them to their honeymoon
As the new couple found out to be their last
In her beautiful white wedding dress
Turned red por 1:00am that night.
The seguinte dia the neighbors of the hotel room were worried
About the noise and screaming they heard last night
Detectives and police searched all around
Everything was clean and no sound to be heard.
The bride knew what just to do
Since this isn't her first time doing this.
She's known as The Black Widow.
Her coração painted black with a tiny red hora glass
Murders men that break her hearts.
Her web of secrets stays strong and steady
Making her seguinte meal of blood-lust new and ready.
People never really understand this legend.
They all ask the same thing:
"Do we feel bad for her?" Or "Do we lock her up?"
She's like a double sided coin
Both sad and coração broken trying to think of the worst case scenario
But also making herself a terrible fiance' to catch her prey.
Doesn't mind if he's a tad late
They did plan too early though
Made everything go faster.
Hours and hours went by
Making the bride nervous and nervous
But seeing her fiance's new beau
Made this woman go madder and madder.
The church a block away
The bride stomped and stomped as she walked
Looking through the sacred glass windows
Of seeing the devil she once loved.
She stalked them to their honeymoon
As the new couple found out to be their last
In her beautiful white wedding dress
Turned red por 1:00am that night.
The seguinte dia the neighbors of the hotel room were worried
About the noise and screaming they heard last night
Detectives and police searched all around
Everything was clean and no sound to be heard.
The bride knew what just to do
Since this isn't her first time doing this.
She's known as The Black Widow.
Her coração painted black with a tiny red hora glass
Murders men that break her hearts.
Her web of secrets stays strong and steady
Making her seguinte meal of blood-lust new and ready.
People never really understand this legend.
They all ask the same thing:
"Do we feel bad for her?" Or "Do we lock her up?"
She's like a double sided coin
Both sad and coração broken trying to think of the worst case scenario
But also making herself a terrible fiance' to catch her prey.
The years have passed
The moments flown by
Yet I still find myself here
starting to cry
The grama neatly trimmed
and the tombstone shines
Flowers' scents intoxicating
mixed with that of the pines
Dirt and mud disappeared
from your resting place
Finally I may kiss the ground
without having a mess of my face
There are other survivors
traveling this lonely road
Trying to mover on
is as painful as letting go
My coração goes out to those
missing someone right now
Sometimes it's too hard living
When we forget how
But we share this common bond
Me and you
We keep catching and releasing
Not taking the same chances we used to
Different are the circumstances
but the results remain the same
Death showed a higher hand
and won the biggest pot in the game
But we must share with each other
We must not sink below the sorrow or the guilt
We must not reach ground zero
Else our lives won't be rebuilt
The moments flown by
Yet I still find myself here
starting to cry
The grama neatly trimmed
and the tombstone shines
Flowers' scents intoxicating
mixed with that of the pines
Dirt and mud disappeared
from your resting place
Finally I may kiss the ground
without having a mess of my face
There are other survivors
traveling this lonely road
Trying to mover on
is as painful as letting go
My coração goes out to those
missing someone right now
Sometimes it's too hard living
When we forget how
But we share this common bond
Me and you
We keep catching and releasing
Not taking the same chances we used to
Different are the circumstances
but the results remain the same
Death showed a higher hand
and won the biggest pot in the game
But we must share with each other
We must not sink below the sorrow or the guilt
We must not reach ground zero
Else our lives won't be rebuilt
your smile brightens up the world
your eyes are magical
your tears are precious
you make me laugh
and thought of losing you made me cry
your coração is as deep as ocean
you are calm in sticky situations
you are the one who sings our song
yours words are an inspiration for me
you can see my pain through my eyes
it's you that makes me smile in
the hardest part of my life
you are the raio, ray of light in the darkest night
you gave me new hope of life
you are always there for me
we have to different ways
but i will never forget you and your friendship
we might fall apart but
you will hold my coração forever
the times we had are precious jam
you like me for who i m so
i dont have to be any body else
your friendship is the most beautiful thing
on this planet after you
your eyes are magical
your tears are precious
you make me laugh
and thought of losing you made me cry
your coração is as deep as ocean
you are calm in sticky situations
you are the one who sings our song
yours words are an inspiration for me
you can see my pain through my eyes
it's you that makes me smile in
the hardest part of my life
you are the raio, ray of light in the darkest night
you gave me new hope of life
you are always there for me
we have to different ways
but i will never forget you and your friendship
we might fall apart but
you will hold my coração forever
the times we had are precious jam
you like me for who i m so
i dont have to be any body else
your friendship is the most beautiful thing
on this planet after you
The end of the summer is here again.
I feel the same melancholy I have felt
since I first knew summers ended –
the melancholy of the crickets’ valiant singing
in the early coming dusk,
the melancholy of the boy who soon must return to school –
the melancholy of the summer’s end.
I wish that I could be again
eleven years old in the backyard
watching the night come early
and feeling the change in the leaves
the crickets can’t sing away.
I wish I had to go back to school –
so I could be eleven years old again and dread it.
Why must I like the crickets grow old?
Why must I like the summer end?
I feel the same melancholy I have felt
since I first knew summers ended –
the melancholy of the crickets’ valiant singing
in the early coming dusk,
the melancholy of the boy who soon must return to school –
the melancholy of the summer’s end.
I wish that I could be again
eleven years old in the backyard
watching the night come early
and feeling the change in the leaves
the crickets can’t sing away.
I wish I had to go back to school –
so I could be eleven years old again and dread it.
Why must I like the crickets grow old?
Why must I like the summer end?
who am i to you ? who am i to you? i gave my life time to you.. so who am i to you? what you think about me? what you think about me? i am always thinking about you..so what you think about me?
what do you do for me ? what do you do for me? i will do anything for you .. so what do you do for me?
do you ever loved me? do you ever loved me?
i am always loving you.. so do you ever loved me?
do you ever ask pergunta about me? do you ever ask pergunta about me? i am always asking about you..so do you ever ask pergunta about me?
please answer my question.. please answer my pergunta ...i am always answering your pergunta even for your coração beat.. so please answer my pergunta my love..
She Doesn't Know
por Cody Herman
Through the window I stare seguinte door
When is she coming out
She's the only one I adore
But then why do I doubt
Her hair is golden like the sun
Shining bright and strong for all to see
She looks at me and I'm undone
I didn't foresee that she was the one for me
Why do I hesitate
It wasn't too long ago
My coração beats at a faster rate
But she doesn't know
The power she has over me
I putty in her hands
She just couldn't leave me be
Her wish is my command
When will I find the courage
To tell her how I feel
Am I able to break this bridge
Will I stand or I kneel
I can't do it
I'm afraid she'll say no
I need to get a grip
She still doesn't know
por Cody Herman
Through the window I stare seguinte door
When is she coming out
She's the only one I adore
But then why do I doubt
Her hair is golden like the sun
Shining bright and strong for all to see
She looks at me and I'm undone
I didn't foresee that she was the one for me
Why do I hesitate
It wasn't too long ago
My coração beats at a faster rate
But she doesn't know
The power she has over me
I putty in her hands
She just couldn't leave me be
Her wish is my command
When will I find the courage
To tell her how I feel
Am I able to break this bridge
Will I stand or I kneel
I can't do it
I'm afraid she'll say no
I need to get a grip
She still doesn't know
You said...
You said
you would
try to make
this up.
You said
you wanted
me por your side.
You said
I would be happy,
I would be
happy this time.
You said.
You said
you wanted
the fresh start
for us,
you said
you wanted us
back,
you wanted
me back.
You promised.
You said
you would
try,
you said
that things
would be better
this time,
you said
I would feel
better
from now.
Remember,
you said.
No mais tears,
you said,
no more
empty words,
remember?
You said.
You said
you wanted
a fresh start
for us.
You said,
no mais pain,
you said,
no more.
And no mais lies
now I say,
sell them
some where else.
Broken promises,
that's all
you gave,
no mais pain,
that's what
you said.