Greenday
Mood:  lyrical
Topic: Greenday
Do you have the time
To listen to me whine?
About nothing and everything
all at once
I am one of the those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
I'm just stoned

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it's lack of sex
that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause
it's bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Uh,yuh,yuh,ya

Grasping to control
So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
I'm just stoned

Dont Tell Me That Its Over
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Blink182
Topic: Music

I hear the phone it rings so violently
Can't leave my room, can't breathe since she left me
I will admit i hate those things i said
Girls will always cry, guys will never admit they did

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Don't tell me that it's over,
I'm not used to this temptation
And when you come back running,
There is no use for explanation
I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest

What's with the jokes, all the routines they play
Screw with my head, never cave til they get their way
Guys like to run, chicks like to yell you see
Guys hate to fight, girls think its therapy

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Don't tell me that it's over,
I'm not used to this temptation
And when you come back running,
There is no use for explanation
I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Don't tell me that it's over,
I'm not used to this temptation
And when you come back running,
There is no use for explanation
I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest

Don't tell me that it's over,
I'm not used to this temptation
And when you come back running,
There is no use for explanation
I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest
Don't tell me it's over, I'm not used to temptation