i've got nothing,
can't you see me baby,
look into my eyes,
see I'm not too crazy,
fuck, you make me so up& down.
please stop taking me for granted.
god, all those times you called me babe,
what did I say? you'd be cooler gay.
Coz I stopped falling for your pathetic lies,
you& your fucked up eyes,
i beat through that boring, shit disguise.
I'm actually in a really good mood.
it's amazing what a song can do.
so i'm designing my video clip, i've got to finish the song first though.
and then I've got to figure out what chords/ what instrument I should play -_-
but after the hard part,
it'll be whack make up and british lipstick.
I love you, Carey (and sally sparrow.)
this post is a bit all over the place,
sorry guys !