I’ve met someone that makes me feel seasick
Oh what a skill to have
Oh what a skill to have
So many skills that make her distinctive
But they’re not mine to have
No they’re not mine

Whenever she looks i read the nearest paper
No i don’t care about the soaps
No i don’t care about the soaps
Though i’m acting like i’m in an Eastenders episode

If this is a rom-com
Kill the director
If this is a rom-com
Kill the director please

Carrots help us see much better in the dark
Don’t talk to girls; they’ll break your heart
And this is my head and this is my spout
They work together; they can’t figure anything out

So with the angst of a teenage band
Here’s another song about a gender i’ll never understand
Here’s another song about a gender i’ll never understand

If this is a rom-com
Kill the director
If this is a rom-com
Kill the director
If this is a rom-com
Kill the director please

This is no Bridget Jones
This is no Bridget Bridget

Hoy

se casa Meg White, felicitaciones mi querida

se cumple un mes de la mejor noche de mi vida

A las 4 de la mañana no se sabe si es muy tarde o muy temprano.

I wish that you would kiss me 'til the point of paralysis

She smelled like 2am
Took him back to her place
Where all the saints adorn the walls
Delivering her from grace
He knew he should leave
That this could only turn cold
She was a bad bad girl
So he told her so
Under the shadows of doubt
He had the whisper of lust
He said no touching tonight
She closed her eyes in his trust
She said tuck me in
He knew his judgement was sound
Still he pulled back the sheets
And said you better lie down cause the angels are watching
She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
You can hurt me do whatever you like
Her every word was in italics
As it would fall from her lips
The walls made of broken promises
He hoped this wouldn't be his
She said tell me what to do
He knew right then he was done
Feeling lonely and confused
He said you better lie down cause the angels are watching
She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
You can hurt me do whatever you like
So he said shut your mouth girl the angels are listening

You better lie down cause the angels are watching
She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
You can hurt me do whatever you like
She crossed herself now the moments are missing
You can hurt me do whatever you like

Glancing through the curtains
Questions on her tongue
She spoke in third person
And he had seen every one
Awkward and admitted
Said shut the door when you go
Perhaps he should have reconsidered (oh no)
When he said you better lie down cause the angels are watching
She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
You can hurt me do whatever you like
So he said shut your mouth girl the angels are listening

She crossed herself now the moments are missing
You can hurt me do whatever you like


boletin = bajas notas
bajas notas = no poder usar la pecé
no poder usar la pecé = GH then \m/