Disclaimer: If I owned Sonny with a Chance do you seriously think I would be writing fanfic.
I don't own sonny with a chance or unsung by vanessa carlton
if only I could get into that corner of your head
I don't understand how one head could hold so much ego. You would think that after a while your head would explode. That Is the mystery of the bane of my existence. Mr. Chad Dylan Cooper.
where things finally match and meet the standards that you set
Sometimes I think he's just insane. Other times I think about a tortured soul hidden behind a mask of standards put on him by society, that of course is the stupid hopeless romantic part. Then he goes and ruins it by drinking some logan berry smoothie. What is a logan berry anyways.
oh how I wish I was the treasure that you were lookin' for
bet I would feel better if only I could find the door
Sometimes I think how nice it would be to finally have everything out in the open and see what would happen. The problem, besides having to go through another intervention by my cast mates on how we don't like them, is that if Chad knew that I liked him I fear his head just might explode.
I am cryin'
you aren't tryin'
I am melting away
There are times when I just can't stop thinking about him. During those times things get scary, like I lost my funny and everything I think turns into a drama like Mackenzie Falls. I know that the correct answer is that you don't even think about going for someone that makes you lose part of yourself, especially, I'm guessing, when you job depends on that part of you.
I wait for the words on the tip of your tongue
I'm only as good as the last one
well you decide and I abide as my song goes unsung (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ok, ok, ok I think I spend more time convincing myself that Chad doesn't like me that convincing myself that I don't like him. I've already accepted that part of me but as long as he doesn't like me back I don't have to worry. I wish that if he did he would just tell me already so I don't have to play this stupid denial, or not denial game.
things are goin' crazy and I'm not sure who to blame
everything is changing and I do not feel the same
I think I'm coming close to losing my funny. I didn't think it was possible but all my new sketch ideas end up being, lame, offensive, already done, or just plain not funny. Well if I end up losing my funny at least Tawni will be happy and I can go back home to Wisconsin and eat cheese and forget all about that stupid boy with the 3 word name. Seriously who refers to themselves casually as their full name? I don't go around saying Allison Audrey Munroe.
I'm slippin' through the cracks of floors I thought that were strong
I'm tryin' to find a place where I can feel like I belong
Why is it that the only time I truly feel completely comfortable was when I was on that stupid fake date. The worst part about it was that it was fake. Now it can just screw with my little daydreams and fantasies and I will never make up another good sketch again. Stupid Chad…stupid Chadness.
If I could be the lesson that you learn, you learn if only
I could be the last one that love burns, it burns... yeah
Maybe that's what Chad needs; girl, a nice girl and girl to teach him how to be nice to people. I'm a girl, I'm nice. I should be that girl. Yeah and we could ride off into the sunset in his nice convertible and what am I thinking
I DO NOT LIKE CHAD DYLAN COOPER
Sincerely,
Sonny Munroe