...I hope this song starts a craze...

Feeling: brilliant
"YOUR FAVORITE WEAPON" The Shower Scene It's funny how your worst enemies always seem To turn out to be all of your best friend's best friends But I folded and I told These aren't things I saved to sing you But I folded, I told So draw or throw and I will explode It's time for you to choose The bullet or the chapstick And you are far too cute or whatever he said Every time I hear it I am wishing I was great I wish her, past tense my best friend But I folded and I told These aren't things I say to save me But I folded, I told I hope she's caught in the explosion It's time for you to choose The bullet or the chapstick And you are far too cute or whatever he said It's time for you to choose It's time for you to choose The bullet or the chapstick This is me in his room This is me in his room This is me in his room Red, gold, I told We don't play fair Red, gold, I told We never stand too close So I update this almost every single day for you I begin to hate you for your face And not just the things you do Go tell him how my wrist is sore From pulling at your insides all night Nothing that you do is new To anything or anyone but you Jude Law And A Semester Abroad Whatever poison's in this bottle Will leave me broken, sore and stiff But it's the genie at the bottom Who I'm sucking at, he owes me one last wish So here's a present to let you know I still exist I hope the next boy that you kiss Has something terribly contagious on his lips But I got a plan (I got a plan) To drink for forty days and forty nights A sip for every second-hand tick And every time you fed the line "You mean so much to me" I'm without you Tell all the English boys you meet About the American boy back in the States The American boy you used to date Who would do anything you say Tell all the English boys you meet About the American boy back in the States The American boy you used to date Who would do anything you say And even if her plane crashes tonight She'll find some way to disappoint me By not burning in the wreckage Or drowning at the bottom of the sea Jess, I still taste you And thus reserve my right to hate you And all this empty space that you create Does nothing for my flawless sense of style It's 8:45 (It's 8:45) The weather is getting better by the hour (Rains all the time) I hope it rains there all the time And if you ever said you miss me Then don't say you never lied I'm without you Tell all the English boys you meet About the American boy back in the States The American boy you used to date Who would do anything you say Tell all the English boys you meet About the American boy back in the States The American boy you used to date Who would do anything you say Who would do anything you say Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it ... OK no more songs about you After this one I am done You're gone ... Tell all the English boys you meet About the American boy back in the States The American boy you used to date Who would do anything you say Tell all the English boys you meet About the American boy back in the States The American boy you used to date Who would do anything you say Sudden Death In Carolina Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter And this morning I threw up fire But it's nothing new I've been piecing it together And it's got something to do With every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat Every stupid melody to every stupid song And every stupid word that everybody's hanging on What difference does this difference in age make? I know how it ends, she'll kill me quick Call 911, I'm already dead but Someone should be caught and held responsible For this bloody mess Last night I fell asleep next to a liar And I woke up with a shiner And it's all that I remember From a night spent lying on my back with a view Of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere And we beat each other up just like we always do When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you What difference does this difference in age make? I know how it ends, she'll kill me quick Call 911, I'm already dead but Someone should be caught and held responsible For this bloody mess Call homicide, take the case to court Cuz her lips taste like a loaded gun I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor They hung her from the bridge on Monday The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn They dropped her body in the river School and work returned to normal before long (Before long, and no one will mention any of this again) Call 911, I'm already dead but Someone should be caught and held responsible For this bloody mess Call homicide, take the case to court Cuz her lips taste like a loaded gun I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor Mix Tape I got a twenty dollar bill That says no one's ever seen you without makeup You're always made up And I'm sick of your tattoos And the way you always criticize the Smiths And Morrissey And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic But when I say let's keep in touch I really mean I wish that you'd grow up This is the first song for your mix tape It's short just like your temper But somewhat golden like the afternoons We used to spend before you got too cool I got a twenty dollar bill That says no one's ever seen you without makeup You're always made up And I'm sick of your tattoos And the way you don’t appreciate Brand New And me And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic But when I say let's keep in touch I hope you know I mean I wish that you’d grow up This is the first song for your mix tape And it’s short just like your temper But somewhat golden like the afternoons We used to spend before you got too cool Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow Failure By Design Watch you on the one's and two's Through a window in a well-lit room Become a recluse and I blame myself Cuz I make things hard and you're just trying to help And when I wake up, you're the first to call This is one more late night basement song And I'm so sore, my voice has gone to hell And this is one more sleepless night Because we don't believe in filler Baby, if I could I'd sit this out (This is over when I say it's over) This is a lesson in procrastination I kill myself because I'm so frustrated And every single second that I put it off Means another lonely night I got to race the clock (I ignore it and it ignores me too) What say we go and crash your car? And every time I leave you go and lock the door So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder I'm another day late and one year older It's failure by design And we just want sleep, but this night is hell I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself Because I make things hard and you're just trying to help I got no gas, I'm winding out my gears This is one more day on the verge of tears And now my head hurts and my health is a joke And now I got to stop cuz the headphones broke And we don't believe in filler Baby, if I could I'd sit this out (This is over, when I say it's over) This is a lesson in procrastination I kill myself because I'm so frustrated And every single second that I put it off Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock (I ignore it and it ignores me too) What say we go and crash your car? And every time I leave you go and lock the door And I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder I'm another day late and one year older It's failure by design I'm out of everything No one sleeps until we get this shit out on the shelves It's late, I'm faltering But this time I got nothing to say besides DO DO DO, DO DO DO Last Chance To Lose Your Keys I cashed in all my chips tonight And combed my hair till it was just right Cuz I've been thinking about you and me girl And we got something going on You told me you can't wait to see me And then you didn't bother to even show up This whole situation is incredibly typical I should have seen it all along It's girls like you that make me think I'm better off at home on a Saturday night With all my doors locked up tight I won't be thinking about you baby You call me on the phone, and you don't even want to talk You're staring at me from across the room Then turn your back when I walk up We got inches away, and I never even got close So leave your lipstick at home Don't pick up the phone Don't bother to look in my direction I should have seen it all along It's girls like you that make me Think I'm better off home on a Saturday night With all my doors locked up tight I won't be thinking about you, baby Forget everything you think you know about me This isn't high school This isn't high school This isn't high school This isn't high school This isn't high school Logan To Government Center Consider this a letter that I never sent However inconsiderate it seems Do you still consider me the boy you laughed with Or that you learned to live without? I suck, I know I'm late, I know you waited You wouldn't get me on the phone You couldn't make me not alone The phone bills are all stacked up by my bedside With your picture, looking surprised You're what makes New England great My island nights are all spent dying Wait for summer to become wrought with lips (My wishful thinking) I never thought this day would end I never thought tonight could ever be this close to me So let my hands stray past the boundaries of your back And get you breathing And we'll get this started You could have made me not alone The No Seatbelt Song So, it's sad that doesn't suit you now And me fresh out of rope Please ignore this lisp I never meant to sound like this So take me and break me and make me strong like you I'll be forever grateful to this and you It's only you, beautiful Or I don't want anyone If I can choose, it's only you Fix me to a chain around your neck and wear me like a nickel Even new wine served in old skins will cheapen the taste I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me I'm here for you to use, broken and bruised Do you understand? It's only you, beautiful Or don't want anyone If I can choose, it's only you But how could I miscalculate Perfect eyes will have perfect hate If I can choose, it's only you "We're wrecking" and I'm dry like a drum So fine I'll leave, we're spent Take our time, measured, we slave for days It's only you, beautiful Or I don't want anyone If I can choose, it's only you But how could I miscalculate Perfect lies from a perfect hate If I can choose, it's only you Seventy Times 7 Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know Like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heat For twelve years I've held it all together But a night like this is begging to pull me apart I kept quiet left you deep in conversation I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen I remember I kept thinking that I know you never would But now I know I want to kill you like only a best friend could Everyone's caught on to everything you sow As if this happening wasn't enough, I got to go And write a song just to remind myself how bad it sucked Ignore the sun, the cover's over my head I wrote a message on my pillow that says "Jesse, stay asleep in bed" So don't apologize, I hope you choke and die Search your cell for something with which to hang yourself They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven But they don't tell you what to say When your whole life has got to hell Everyone's caught on to everything you do And I can't let you, let me down again So, is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with Cuz I've seen more spine on jellyfish And I've seen more guts on eleven-year-old kids Have another drink and drive yourself home I hope there's ice on all the roads And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt And again when your head goes through the windshield And is that what you call tact? You're about as subtle as a brick in the small of my back So let's end this call, and end this conversation I can't let you let me down again Secondary And it comes down to you Never and ever Wrecked his day with looks and flirts And noon-time in your shortest skirts Past the point of trying, I'm a dying breed Thank her for reminding me of all the things I've done completely wrong Stop these looks and letters This isn't for the better It's for the worse You're not my girl Stop the circulation to my legs and break my bones Dateless and late I'm better by myself at home What's the point of trying? I'm dying here Secondary She laughs at every word I know came out completely wrong This is my last semester Brothers always come first At least until next winter But I'm sure that I'll be over this by then Better scenes, I wish she'd seen me Better off if I just let it be Better pretend it don't matter I'd be better off if I could have her Better days since the day I met her I better hope she got my letters Better off in two year stretches Magazines Latitia, you destroy me So I can see why I feel so lonely When you and me could be forever Perfectly perfect together I know Broken down in my dead bedroom, stuttering to pictures of you I'm sure that you can always see me I saw you staring through the TV last night So I'll leave my door open all night In case you decide you want to stop on by Because you got to know Who's been singing that song on the radio The one that goes - My friends all call me crazy Cuz I stay up late anticipating And planning for the day I sweep you off your feet I'd never leave you alone Latitia, you got my hand shaking I'm begging you to please stop breaking my heart Because I got the feeling That you and I will never really get it on So I'll leave my door open all night In case you decide you want to stop on by Because you got to know Who's been singing that song on the radio The one that goes - Girl, come to me The only broken-hearted loser you'll ever need Or I'll be left alone forever with my magazines Soco Amaretto Lime Passed out on the overpass Sunday best and broken glass Broken down from the bikes and bars Suspended like spirits over speeding cars You and me were kings over the parkway tonight And tonight will go on forever while we Walk around this town like we own the streets And stay awake through summer like we own the heat Singing "Everybody wake up, wake up, it's time to get down" (Everybody, everybody wake up its time to get down) And when I pass the bottle back to Pete On the overpass tonight, I bet we laugh I'm gonna stay eighteen forever (Cut me open) So we can stay like this forever (Sun poisoned) And we'll never miss a party (This offer stands forever) Cuz we keep them going constantly And we'll never have to listen (New haircut) To anyone about anything (New bracelet) Cuz it's all been done and it's all been said (Eyeliner) We're the coolest kids and we take what we can get (Wait forever) The hell out of this town Find some conversation The low fuel light's been on for days It doesn't mean anything I've got another 500, another 500 miles Before we shut this engine down We shut it down I'm gonna stay eighteen forever (Cut me open) So we can stay like this forever (Sun poisoned) And we'll never miss a party (This offer stands forever) Cuz we keep them going constantly And we'll never have to listen (New haircut) To anyone about anything (New bracelet) Cuz it's all been done and it's all been said (Eyeliner) We're the coolest kids and we take what we can get (Wait forever) (You're just jealous cuz I'm young and in love) Eighteen forever (Your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation) So we can stay like this forever (You're spending all your nights growing old in your bed) And we'll never miss a party (And you're tearin' up your photos cuz you wanna forget, it's over) Cuz we keep them going constantly (You're just jealous cuz I'm young and in love) And we'll never have to listen (Your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation) To anyone about anything cuz it's all been done (You're spending all your nights growing old in your bed) And it's all been said (And you're tearin' up your photos cuz you wanna forget, it's over) We're the coolest kids and we take what we can get Just jealous cuz we're young and in love You're just jealous cuz we're young and in love You're just jealous cuz we're young and in love You're just jealous cuz we're young and in love You're just jealous cuz we're young and in love You're just jealous cuz we're young and in love r0cking out of here, ~jean m/
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i <3 brand new

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Brand New are fucking amazing... and same with Fall Out Boy and all those other bands!!!

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