Mittwoch, 16. Februar 2011

A♥ '

WHAT THE HELL


You're on your knees
Begging please
Stay with me
But honestly
I just need to be a little crazy

All my life I've been good but now, woah, I'm thinking what the hell
All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about
If you love me, if you hate me, you can't save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good but now, whoa, what the hell

What... what... what... What the hell?
So what if I go out on a million dates (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You never call or listen to me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I rather rage than sit around and wait all day (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't get me wrong. I just need some time to play-ay (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)










Ich mag Avril Lavigne schon sehr lange und ich bin ua froh das wieder ein lied von ihr draußn ist,
weil ich find sie hüpsch und ich mag ihre lieder und ihre stimme sehr : D

Dienstag, 8. Februar 2011

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Diese Maus ist ua süß ich hab sie in meinen Garten gefunden sie ist ca (mit schwanz) 4-5cm.
Sie ist so süüß, aber leider dürt ich die maus nicht behalten und musste sie am feld freilassen aber das war schon die 2. Maus die ich im garten gefunden habe. Wenn ich noch eine finde behalt ich sie mir . Ich wett wir haben ein kleines Mäusenest im Garten. : D

Sonntag, 23. Januar 2011

ATL ♥


I've fought it for a long time now
While drowning in a river of denial
I washed up, fixed up, picked up
All my broken things

'Cause you left me
Police tape, chalk line
Tequila shots
In the dark scene of the crime
Suburban living with a feeling
That I'm giving up
Everything for you

Oh, oh, oh
How was I supposed to know
That you were oh, oh, over me?
I think that I should go 



In a city of fools
I was careful and cool
But they tore me apart
Like a hurricane
A handful of moments
I wished I could change
But I was carried away
Give me therapy
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everthing
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can keep all your misery


Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess
I'm turned on by the tabloids
You would never have guessed
That I'm a sucker for their gossip
Man, I take it too far
I bottle up my Hollywood
And watch 'em name their kids after cars

I'm finding me out
I'm having my doubts
I'm losing the best of me

We're all part of the same
Sick little games
And I need to get away, get away
I'm wasting the days
I throw them away
Losing it all on these sick little games