I was really bored, really, really, bored. And after listening to this song at least 50 times I figured I may as well do something while listening to it. So ta-da. I've really stuck to the song, haven't been very imaginative but yes R&R.
Disclaimer: Do you honestly think that if I owned the song, and camp rock I'd be here, in a small suburb in Sydney Australia at my computer on fan fiction?
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
It was a cool, Sunday afternoon; I was sitting with my hair undone in the front passenger seat of Shane's convertible. He's got one hand on the steering wheel, and the other holding mine. Everything was perfect except for one thing that's been bothering me for a while, the fact that we didn't have a song. Heck, everyone has a song, Nate and Caitlyn's is Im Gonna Get'cha Good by Shania Twain, because it's the song he sung to her before he asked her out (she was playing hard to get). It was also playing when they had they're first kiss, sweet huh? Jason and Ella's is I Want Candy by Aaron Carter, god knows why, I don't think I'll ever understand the way their brains function.
I 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
I reached over and turned the radio down.
"Baby, is something wrong?" Shane said.
"Nothing" I said. "I was just thinking about how we don't have a song"
And he said…
Our song
is the slamming screen doors
"Our song is our fights, with the screaming, yelling and slamming screen doors that we get over in about 2 minutes"
Flashback
"Gosh Shane, you just don't get it, you never do. You selfish, egotistical jackass" I screamed.
"Sorry for having to go on tour, sorry for not letting my band mates and half the female population down. IM SO-FUCKING-RRY" Shane snapped.
"Just get out Shane"
"Fine!" And with that he walked out the backdoor slamming the screen door.
Oh shit, and with that I ran out of the house, grabbed him and pressed my lips to his. He smiled against my lips.
"Sorry, it's just hard having you not always around, I guess I just get insecure" I said after breaking the kiss.
"Baby, I love you, and that's all that matters" and with that he pressed his lips too mine one more time.
END FLASHBACK
Sneakin' 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
"Our song is when we sneak out late at night, just to see each other"
I smiled, thinking about all the times, when one of us was grounded when we'd sneak out late and spend the night with each other.
"When we're on the phone and we talk real low, `cause it's really late and your mom doesn't know, our song is the way you laugh, truly music to my ears" Shane smiled, and rubbed my palm with his thumb
The first
date "man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
"Our song is the first date when I didn't kiss you and I should have" He said and then swiftly pecked me on the lips.
FLASHBACK
It was after our canoe ride; Shane was walking me back to my cabin. We got there and just awkwardly stood there staring at each other. It was a complete How I Met Your Mother moment, where in the first episode Robin gave Ted 'the signal' and he didn't notice.
He awkwardly said bye and went off the other way. I could swear to god that I heard someone kick a tree and say "man, I should've kissed her".
END FLASHBACK
I was walking up the front porch steps Got to the hallway, well, on my way
And when I
got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it
again
After
everything that day
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
And
lost and thrown away
To
my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note
that said
It was two days after the car ride, and it was officially one of the worst days ever. Everything had gone wrong, I bought all the wrong books to school, did the wrong homework, accidentally picked up my little brothers fake monopoly money instead of real money, lost the new song I working on, my twilight book had been trampled on and my mom accidentally threw my English essay, on Shakespeare's The Merchant Of Venice, that I spent all week working on.
I got to my room,
feeling half-dead. I almost didn't notice all the roses and the
note that said: Our
song is the slamming screen doors Our song is the way you
laugh
Sneakin' 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
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got
home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
And before saying
amen that night, I asked god if he could play it again. I've
heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to
come along
That was as good as our song
I've literally
heard every album: Jonas Brothers, Coldplay, Taylor Swift, Demi
Lovato, Paramore, and Kelly Clarkson. Oh hell, I even listened to
Miley Cyrus. I listened to the radio constantly and nothing was as
good as our song. 'Cause
our song is the slamming screen doors Our song is
the way he laughs
Sneakin' 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
The first date "man, I didn't kiss him and I
should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking
God if He could play it again
Play it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh,
yeah
In the front seat of his
car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song
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