Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you're deserting for better company
I can't accept that it's over...
And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And I swear I'll do my best to comply

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?



I feel i must interject here...
You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave
So please back away and let me go



I can't my darling I love you so...
But oh, oh...

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?



Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures



I know that I have made mistakes and I swear
I'll never wrong you again


You've got a lure I can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye.



I love this song. I could never get tired of it.


I should be doing a project. But oh well.





School is almost over! 26 more school days, only 26.
That is... May 5-9, 12-16, 19-23, 27-30. June 2-6, 9-10.
Memorial Day is the 26th, only a few weeks away. I will cherish that 3-day weekend.
The AP Language exam is next Wednesday.
I don't know when the regular exams start, but biology review starts shortly...
I'm so ready for school to be over. I need this summer like air in my lungs. I need it to breathe. I need it to keep me going. I want to make a list. I want to set goals. There are so many things that I want to do this summer, so many.

And there are so many things that I want to do now.
There are things that I may never do, but my heart still burns with passion for each one of them.