5:35 a.m. - 2006-03-12
It Only Makes Me Want You More
Ignore me. Take me for granted. Treat me like shit. I hate it. I want it. I hate that I want it!
Sam Cooke was right when he wrote "Another Saturday Night". I'm too tired to look up the lyrics. You know the one I mean. At least he got some action (excepting that whole motel shooting bit).
I wonder when it will be enough. Or if it will. And I still feel so goddamn alone.
