Samiam

four hundred of my closest friends forgotten names that I pretend to know it hasnзЈ? been that long so how youзЈ›e been you look the same remember when the doughboys played at gilman and they broke up on your lawn I wish it could always be like this is something IзЈ›e been missing itзЈ— not too late to change what youзЈ›e become the last time I saw everyone we buried our friend and his gun I think heзЈЂ be happy here right now donзЈ? be jaded I donзЈ? want to spend another long and lonely weekend by the phone without anyone to call IзЈ›e had a lot of time to think and IзЈЋ so tired of thinking I know why he put that bullet in his skull