Friday, May 30, 2008

Top Three Country Songs

Picture To Burn

State the obvious, I didn't get my perfect fantasy. I realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me So go and tell your friends that I'm obsessive and crazy That's fine; I'll tell mine you're gay And by the way...[Chorus:]I hate that stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreak Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time As far as I'm concerned you're Just another picture to burn There's no time for tears,I'm just sitting here planning my revenge There's nothing stopping me From going out with all of your best friends And if you come around saying sorry to me My daddy's gonna show you how sorry you'll be[Repeat Chorus]If you're missing me,You'd better keep it to yourself Cause coming back around here Would be bad for your health...I hate that stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreak Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time In case you haven't heard,I really really hate that..[Repeat Chorus]Burn, burn, burn, baby, burn You're just another picture to burn Baby, burn...



Teardrops On My Guitar

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about And she's got everything that I have to live without Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny That I can't even see anyone when he's with me He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right, I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night [Chorus:] He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe? And there he goes, so perfectly, The kind of flawless I wish I could be She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause [Repeat Chorus] So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light I'll put his picture down and maybe Get some sleep tonight He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do He's the time taken up, but there's never enough And he's all that I need to fall into.. Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.




Our Song

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel The other on my heart look around, turn the radio down He says baby is something wrong?I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song And he says...[Chorus:]Our song is the slamming screen door,Sneak in' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone and you talk real slow Cause it's late and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"And when I got home ... before I said amen Asking God if he could play it again was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day Had gone all wrong and been trampled on And lost and thrown away Got to the hallway, well on my way to my loving' bed almost didn't notice all the roses And the note that said...[Repeat Chorus]I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song...Cause our song is the slamming screen door Sneaking out late, tapping on his window When we're on the phone and he talks real slow Cause it's late and his mama don't know Our song is the way he laughs The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"And when I got home, before I said amen Asking God if he could play it again was riding shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I... wrote down our song

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Miah and I



Monday, June 25, 2007