Okay, song fic idea I had for a while! Would be better, but I seriously need to go to bed! Song, please listen: "Seventy Times 7", by Brand New.
Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know,
like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heart
School. The place that's supposed to prepare us for our future. I wished they'd be able to tell me that this would happen.
For twelve years I've held it all together but a night like this is begging to pull me apart.
We've been best friends for a long time, but…I don't think I can do this anymore.
I played it quiet, left you deep in conversation.
I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen.
I couldn't face you after what you'd done.
I remember I kept thinking that I know you never would,
and now I know I want to kill you like only a best friend could.
But then I realized that I wouldn't get over this unless I did something about it.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to.
It was clear that both of you were doing this; anyone would be able to notice it.
As if this happening wasn't enough I got to go
and write a song just to remind myself how bad it sucked.
The memory is always there, as I assume that the two of you have continued on with your back-stabbing. She and I broke up, so you have all the opportunity you want now.
Ignore the sun, the covers over my head.
I wrote a message on my pillow that says, "Jesse, stay asleep in bed."
Maybe I need to put my life on hiatus for the moment.
So don't apologize. I hope you choke and die.
Search your cell for something with which to hang yourself.
But I'm sure that after any amount of time I spend in the dark, I'll still be pissed about everything. Maybe I'll be so angry that I won't forgive you, and it'll make me do something stupid.
They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven
but they don't tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell.
And, yeah, we're supposed to look out for each other and not wish any bad things on people, but I can't help what I'm feeling.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to
I found out the hard way. I wasn't the first one to know.
And everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)
Though who would want to tell their best friend that they were sleeping with their girlfriend?
So, is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with.
But the way you reacted, and the way you handled it was even more childish than I can fathom.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Now, I can say that I would probably trust total strangers more then you. At least they wouldn't lie to me.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
Your karma will come soon enough.
And you can think of me when you forget your seat belt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.
I just hope you remember your mistakes so you can avoid them next time.
And is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back.
If you thought your idea of trying to play it off would work, you were definitely mistaken.
So let's end this call, and end this conversation.
Our friendship is over; that would be clear to anyone.
And is that what you call a getaway?
Well tell me what you got away with.
I guess you didn't care that you lost me. You only cared about what you stole from me.
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
When you say best friends means friends forever
I cannot forget your existence entirely. I don't think my brain could quite process that.
So, is that what you call a getaway?
Well tell me what you got away with.
But the fact that we've been best friends since the first grade doesn't mean that I can forgive you.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
You still did what you did, and I thought you were more mature.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if, for once, you got what you deserve.
And you can think of me when you forget your seat belt,
And again when your head goes through the windshield.
And maybe then you would understand how I felt…
Everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)
…when you were acting out in the open…
And everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)
…when everyone knew.
Okay, let's all leave a nice review! (…hopefully :/) I never get reviews on my songfics… Song fic in Adam's POV to come soon! :D Look out for it!
