our broken down little car,

LITTLE MOTEL

i hope that you like it in your little motel

and i hope that the suite sleeps and suits you well 

well i can see it as time and as sight through smell

that's why it's nice to be by yourself

we treat mishaps like sinking ships

and i know that i don't want to be out to drift

well i can see it in your eyes like i taste your lips

and they both tell me that we're better than this

we trade tit for tat yeah like that for this 

and i don't think that there was an insult that was missed

i can see it in your eyes like i taste your lips 

and i'm very sorry

'cause that's what i'm waiting for

that's what i'm waiting for

that's what i'm waiting for aren't i

that's what i'm waiting for

that's what i'm waiting for

that's what i'm waiting for darling

the reaminders of a shooting star landed

directly on our broken down little car 

before then we had made a wish 

that we would be missed 

if one or another just did not exist

modest mouse

xx

i don’t think you’re cool,

it’s ever so funny, i don’t think you’re special i don’t think you’re cool, you’re just probably alreyt, but under these lights you look beautiful, but I’m struggling, i can’t see through your fake tan, and you know it for a fact that everybody’s eating out of your hands

what do you know?

you know nothing.

(arctic monkeys - still take you home)

grr.

thanks guys...

xo

she tied you to her kitchen chair,

my favourite verse:

well your faith was strong but you needed proof 

you saw her bathing on the roof 

her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you 

she tied you to her kitchen chair 

and she broke your throne and she cut your hair 

and from your lips she drew the hallelujah 

hallelujah 

watch it here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AratTMGrHaQ

hallelujah - jeff buckley 

xo