| - How Do You Get That Lonely? Well my weekend sucked except for one part... Megan is coming to visit finally. I cant wait...
New favorite song...
How Do You Get That Lonely? |
by Blaine Larsen | It was just another story printed on the second page Underneath the Tiger’s football score It said he was only eighteen, a boy about my age They found him face down on his bedroom floor
There’ll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home Then out on Mooresville highway, they’ll lay him ‘neath a stone
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad To make you make the call, that havin’ no life at all Is better than the life that you had How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go How do you get that lonely…and nobody know
Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun? Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol? Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say ‘I love you son‘? Did no one see the writing on the wall? I’m not blamin’ anybody, we all do the best we can I know hindsights 20/20, but I still don’t understand
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad To make you make the call, that havin’ no life at all Is better than the life that you had How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go How do you get that lonely…and nobody know
It was just another story printed on the second page Underneath the Tiger’s football score |
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| Ok today has been shitty, no need to continue. I am missing Megan dearly right now and it is killing me, why did she have to move??? I know that it was good cause it built up my love for her and all but still why does something so sweet and innocent have to be so hurtful? There were no angry words at all
As we carried boxes down the hall
One by one we put them in your car
Nothing much for us to say
One last goodbye and you drove away
I watched your tail-lights as they faded in the dark
I couldn't face the night in that lonely bed
So I laid down on the couch instead
Last night I prayed the Lord my soul to keep
Then I cried myself to sleep
So sure life wouldn't go on without you
But oh this sun is blinding me
As it wakes me from the dark
I guess the world didn't stop
For my broken heart
Clocks still tickin', life goes on
Radio still plays a song
As I try to put my scattered thoughts in place
And it takes all the strength I've got
to stumble to the coffee pot
The first of many lonely mornings I have to face
You call to see if I'm ok
I look out the window and I just say
Last night I prayed the Lord my soul to keep
Then I cried myself to sleep
So sure life wouldn't go on without you
*Lord* this sun is blinding me
As it wakes me from the dark
I guess the world didn't stop
For my broken heart
Oh, I guess the world ain't gonna stop
For my broken heart |
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| Well people I have terrible news....
Yesterday, On my way to work I was in a car accident. Im fine but the Civic is down. It may be totaled I am waiting to hear from the body shop. Later |
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| Well peoples got the system hooked up as you can see... Sounds great but I have to get the amp fixed, as you can see the sub is wired directly to the speaker due to a blown transformer in the amp. It works but it is still fuzzy instead of just kicking, it helps distribute some of the bass though, still looking for a prom date though I may have met somone to take so hope that works out...
Peace |
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