My first Jonda
This was the first song I decided was my favourite, after I heard it in cheaper by the dozen. It means a lot to me, lol.
In Too Deep – Sum 41
The faster we're falling, we're stopping and stalling. We're running in circles again. Just as things were looking up, you said it wasn't good enough. But still we're trying one more time.
"Stop following me, Pyro." She yells using his nickname as an insult. "I've made it pretty clear you need to stay the hell away from me."
"Awh Sheila." He says, giving her puppy dog eyes. "I just want my matches back."
"You're pathetic." She spits, throwing the tiny package at him. "Hope you have fun together." She turns, walking away.
"Oh we will!" He shouts after her, and then begins stroking his matches. "Little precious, never ask anything of me, do ya?"
Maybe we're just trying too hard, when really it's closer than it is too far.
He picks up the phone in the middle of the night.
"Yea?"
"I want my stuff back." She barks into the phone.
"Tell me you love me." He teases her.
"It won't be true."
"Then why didn't you wait until tomorrow ta call me, Wanda?"
"I… just… Screw you." She slams the phone into the receiver.
Cause I'm in too deep and I'm trying to keep, all the thoughts in my head, instead of going under.
"I can't take this." She says, stroking the side of his face. "If I give in again, I won't be able to give up."
"Well maybe that's been my plan all along." He says, kissing her.
Seems like each time I'm with you I lose my mind because I'm bending over backwards to relate.
She scoffs.
"You got a problem, with me smoking?" He asks, agitated.
"What was your first guess, Smokey?" She glares at him.
"Fine." He says, putting it out in the palm of his hand. "No more smoke."
"I hate it when you do that." She says, shaking her head.
"Can't win..." He mutters under his breath.
It's one thing to complain but when you're driving me insane. Well then I think it's time that we took a break.
"I'm done with this." He says, shaking his head.
"Done with what!" She yells.
"Done with you!"
Maybe we're just trying too hard, when really it's closer than it is too far.
"You could always sleep on it." She says, pulling on the collar of his jacket.
"I like that idea." He says, grabbing her hand and kissing her hard.
I can't sit back and wonder why it took so long for this to die.
"You know, I don't understand how we even made it this far!" She yells in his face.
"Well it's been long coming, hasn't it?" He asks his face colder than she's ever seen.
"No kidding." She says, turning to leave.
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out!" He yells, landing him a lamp smashing into his head.
And I hate it when you fake it. You can't hide it; you might as well embrace it. So believe me it's not easy, it seems that something's telling me
"I have this bad feeling about this." She says, refusing to meet his eye.
"Funny, Sheila. Cause this time I got a really good one." He closes the small gap between their lips.
She pulls away, "Maybe, once the feeling goes away."
"What if it never does?" He shouts, angry.
"Then… it's been good, so good." She rubs her eyes. "You know, while it lasted."
Cause I'm in too deep and I'm trying to keep all the thoughts in my head, instead of going under, Instead of going under. Instead of going under, instead of going under again.
"What do ya think, one more time?" He asks, grabbing her hand.
"I think… Hell yes." She says, laughing.
"Maybe we'll get it right this time, huh?" He grins.
"Oh, baby." She laughs. "I doubt it." She closes the little remaining space between their lips.
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So yeah, also my first romance/break up type thing :)