Currently Listening Beauty from Pain By Superchick wishes see related

The saddest thing is you could be anything that you could want 
We could have been everything 
But now it's not 
Now it’s not anything at all 

The hardest part was getting this close to you 
And giving up this dream I built with you 
A fairytale that isn’t coming true 
You’ve got some growing up to do 

I wish we could have worked it out 
I wish I didn’t have these doubts 
I wish I didn’t have to wonder just what you are doing now 

I wish I didn’t know inside 
That it won’t work out for you and I 
I wish that I could stop this wishing 
And just say my last goodbye 

After all the things you put me through 
Tell me why I’m still in love with you 
And why am I, why am I still waiting for your call 

You broke my heart 
I’m taking it back from you 
I’m taking back the life that I gave to you 
Life goes on before and after you 
I’ve got some growing up to do…

I wish we could have worked it out 
I wish I didn’t have these doubts 
I wish I didn’t have to wonder just what you are doing now 

It’s time I said my last goodbye 
Goodbye 
Goodbye 
It’s time I said my last goodbye…

I wish we could have worked it out 
I wish I didn’t have these doubts 
I wish I didn’t have to wonder just what you are doing now 

It’s time I said my last goodbye 
Goodbye 
Goodbye 
It’s time I said my last goodbye 

Currently Listening OK Go By OK Go Get Over It see related

Lot of knots, lot of snags, 
lot of holes, lot of cracks, lot of crags 
Lot of naggin' old hags, 
lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags. 
Oh it's such a drag! what a chore... 
all your wounds are full of salt. 
Everything's a stress and what's more, 
well it's all somebody's fault. 

Hey! Get, Get, Get, Get, Get over it
Hey! Get, Get, Get, Get, Get over it
Hey! Get, Get, Get, Get, Get over it
Get over it, Get over it, ohh

Makes you sick, makes you ill, 
makes you cheat, slipping change from the till. 
Had it up to the gills... makes you cry, 
while the milk still spills. 
Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain... 
Well it's all a crying shame. 
What left to do but complain? 
Better find someone to blame. 

Hey! Get, Get, Get, Get, Get over it
Hey! Get, Get, Get, Get, Get over it
Hey! Get, Get, Get, Get, Get over it
Get over it, Get over it, oh

Got a job, got a life, 
got a four-door and a faithless wife. 
Got those nice copper pipes, 
got an ex, got a room for the night. 
Aren't you such a catch? What a prize
Got a body like a battle axe... 
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes... 
We ought to buy you a Cadillac. 

Hey! Get, Get, Get, Get, Get over it
(x6)
Get over it, Get over it, ohhhh