Texty:
Jackie B

I try and try so hard Untill I can't do it One more second I can't stand it man Do you do it to Just to piss me off Just to miss me off Well I'm tellin

So you like Sunday picnics And yelling at the umpire at a baseball game Window shopping, popcorn popping Wading through the puddles in a summer rain And

feeling All the history of wars I invent in my head Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John All the history of wars I invent in my head Little Lou, Ugly Jack

lead If you don't respond to romance Jack, you're dead When a chick is smiling at you Even though there's nothing said If you stand there like a statue Jack

I am floating and adrift in a sea of joy Looking at the stars Forgot so many stars Palm trees silhoutte It's torn and dark against the sky I'll take you

Well I saw you at the opening Somebody's hand was up your dress You were showing off everything Except your finesse Thought that I Thought that I was

the lesson has been learned we'll take the spring over this fall and when it's not getting better, it's time to grow older. never forgetting, anything

Before I go, there's something I must know Just what's inside of you, you can't control That pulls you like a puppet on a string Away from me to something

What makes you say the things that you say? What did I do so wrong today? Where did you learn how to cut me so deep? When did I let you get so far away