No love : Simple plan

posted on 16 Nov 2008 23:23 by einein1

Staring out into the world across the street
You hate the way your life turned out to be
He's pulling up in the driveway and you don't make a sound
Cause you always learn to hold the things you want to say
Your always going to be afraid

[Chorus:]
There's only hate
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Oh so what will you do?
There's only lies
There's only fears
There's only pain
There is no love here

Broken down like a mirror smashed to peices
You learned the hard way to shut your mouth and smile
If these walls could talk they would have so much to say
Cause everytime you fight the scars are gonna heal but there never gonna go away

[Chorus:]
There's only hate
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Oh so what will you do?
There's only lies
There's only fears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Oh no So what will you do?

Your falling, your screaming
Your stuck in the same old nightmare
He's lying, your crying
There's nothing left to salvage
Kick the door cause this is over
Get me out of here

(Kick the door)

[Chorus:]
There's only hate
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Oh so what will you do?
There's only lies
There's only fears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Tell me what will you do?
There's only hate
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here.

 

Fat Lip: SUM 41

posted on 07 Nov 2008 00:30 by einein1

 

Storming through the party like my name was el nino
When Im hangin out drinking in the back of an el camino
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party cause nobody came.

I know Im not the one you thought you knew back in high school
Never going, ever showing up when we had to.
Is it attention that we crave dont tell us to behave,
Im sick of always hearing act your age.

I dont want to waste my time
Become aother casualty of society.
Ill never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.

Because you dont
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.
But what would you expect with a conscience so small.
Heavy metal and mullets its how we were raised.
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised

Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and,
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,
Its none of your concern, I guess Ill never learn.
Im sick of being told to wait my turn.

I dont want to waste my time
Become another casualty of society.
Ill never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.

Dont count on me, to let you know when.
Dont count on me, Ill do it again.
Dont count on me, its the point youre missing.
Dont count on me, cause Im not listening.

Well Im a no goodnick lower middle class brat,
Back packed and I dont give a shit about nothing.
You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin.
But you dont make sense from all the gas you be huffing.
Then if the egg dont stain youll be ringing off the hook,
Youre on the hit list wanted in the telephone book.
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion.
The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.

I dont want to waste my time
Become another casualty of society.
Ill never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.
Waste my time with them
Casualty of society.
Waste my time again,
Victim of your conformity
And back down

 

 

ST. Jimmy :Green day

posted on 01 Nov 2008 10:46 by einein1

 

 
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Upon the boulevard like a zipgun on parade
Lights of a silhouette
He's insubordinate
Comin' at you on the count of what the
(1,2,3,4!)

My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your momma talked about
King of the 40 thieves and I'm here to represent
The needle in the vein of the establishment

I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch of Edgar Allen Poe
Raised in the city in the halo of lights
product of war and fear that we've been victimized

I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

Are you talkin to me?!
I'll give you somethin to cry about!!
St.Jimmy!!

My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way outside, now
A teenage assassin executing some fun
in the cult of the life of crime, now

I'd really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down 'ol boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
I'm the resident leader of the lost and found

It's comedy!
And tragedy!
It's St. Jimmy!
And that's my name!!......
And don't wear it out!!!!!!!