And when we're sad...its kinda a drag

Listening to: Matchbox 20
Feeling: grounded
Well I learned to love myself And I don't need no one else And when a love moves on 'Cause it gets cold Well then another moves in And it can fill the hole I'm one more hopeful lying On the bedroom floor No sense trying When the whole thing drops You lose your nerve I hope you get what you deserve I feel like spitting venom :O) Until tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman
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