Psychotic Rock Star

The melancholy life of the Psychotic wannabe Rock Star.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Don't Think Of Me

I've now figured how to make my own happiness. i am very happy. And there's nothing that can take it away. Except one thing that happened earlier today actually. Amusing isn't it. How one thing can give you a whole world of trouble. But... There's no need to fight anymore. You do what you want, I'll do what I want. I still care. But there's nothing more I can do or say to change what we've done. The later half of last year was both chaotic and beautiful at the same time and no, I guess I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. I don't even know if you share the same opinion on it or not. But I can safely say now that what you do no longer effects me. What you say may still hurt. But you can never rob me of what I have now. It's something that you'll never have. And that my friend, is love.

There's no need to argue anymore.
I gave all I could, but it left me so sore.
And the thing that makes me mad,
Is the one thing that I had,

I knew, I knew,
I'd lose you.
You'll always be special to me,
Special to me, to me.

And I remember all the things we once shared,
Watching T.V. movies on the living room armchair.
But they say it will work out fine.
Was it all a waste of time.

'Cause I knew, I knew,
I'd lose you.
You'll always be special to me,
Special to me, to me.

Will I forget in time, ah,
You said I was on your mind?
There's no need to argue,
No need to argue anymore.
There's no need to argue anymore.

Ouuu, ouuu, ouuuu...
Special.

No Need to Argue, Cranberries

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