Soapdish: Aimee

Aug 3, 2007

I’m here downstairs
Staring at your father
While you wonder what to wear
Phone rings, I got to go
Cannot miss the party
That my sister’s got to throw

I’m sorry i cant stay
I’ll make it up to you some other day

I’m pissed, oh d**ned
Never realizing that a
Small brain can’t understand
So shut up, take notes
Follow my directions
Then I’ll show you where to vote

I’ve been alive, I’ve been awake
I’ve been listening to your songs, I think I played it far too long
It’s getting cold, the future seems so
Blurry non, I wish I have you hand to hold

Aimee you’ve been a part of me
Tell me why, why you have to cry

Now all is gone, I’m alone
Couldn’t be a single tree
Would stand up on its own
But we’re weak and I’m scared
Frightened to discover
That you wont even know I cared

And since you’ve gone, I live my dreams
I’ve been playing all your songs it keeps on playing all night long
I’m getting old and hopefully I’ll follow you

Aimee you’ve been a part of me
Tell me why, why you have to die

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