Who needs boys when you can make love to music I want to be {SO SICK OF YOU} && you're stupid laugh && you're stupid smile. But when I laid on that couch, I couldn't sleep. ((Because you were so close.)) Millions of thoughts of you raced through my mind. 'Is he awake? Is he at his friends house at 1am? Is he in his room, listening to his music?' I drove 200miles just to lay on a fucking couch && wonder. {{I just want to get you're fucking voice out of my head.))