girl says;

the radiator hums

dinner's getting cold,
you haven't touched a thing.
so what's it gonna be?
i can hold out much longer than you.
when it's steady i'm just acting out my roles,
when you're ready i'll be walking out that door
and don't call me pretty baby anymore
oh foolish worker bee
i'm your fucking queen
uh huh

i threw out the phone to try to get through to you
the lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator
this house is a hole that you could never fill
with rose blossom bouquets, vanities, and loveseats

sad little boy, i know you get confused
but everyone goes through
these trials of self-truth and self-abuse
when you're selfless you're so hard not to adore
when you're selfish i just love you even more
i want to help you, but you've gotta say the words
"i want to be cured"

drowned deep in this hole we've dug for ourselves
throw me in...headfirst, submerged in this great depression
impoverished and impotent

and don't call me pretty baby

i threw out the phone to try to get through to you (the radiator hums)
the lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator (this house is a hole)
this house is a hole that you could never fill
with shattered dinner plates, that's how we'll communicate

hey pretty baby, are you ready for bed?

girl says;

speaking is NOT communication

So. I decided to do like, an IM strike today. I'm only talking to people who IM me first.

...I don't feel so good. But thanks to the two people who couldn't keep themselves from the Jasmine-love. ;o;