italics are stage directions Underline is singing
the room brightens, revealing a new, spotless apartment. Crybaby is walking in with her suitcase
Crybaby: Yeah, my own place, my own rules, freedom
A cute ringtone is heard. It kinda goes like this: "da-da da-da-da,da-da da-da-da,"
Crybaby: answers What?
Adam (off stage): Melody! Sorry, Crybaby? Please take me back, I didn't know I needed you till...
Crybaby: Youu seriously think you can win me back with a phone call, bastard? Not gonna happen. hangs up. Ugh, men sometimes
the room darkens, then brightens again. Crybaby is walking onstage
Crybaby: Okay, now that my chothes are put away, time to get some food. Where should I go this time...
da-da da-da-da, da-da da-da-da
Crybaby: Ugh, what now? Answers Are you the pizza guy or something?
Adam (offstage again): Crybaby, look, if you would just listen to what I have to say...
Crybaby: Wow, it takes multiple calls to convince you to knock it off, I'll say it again. Knock it off!
hangs up.
Will he get I'm just not interested?
the room darkens, then brightens again. Crybaby is lounging.
TV (offstage)f the climate rose by just 2°...
a-a-a-a, b-b-b-b
Crybaby: Adam: Please please please please... Seriously, ten times? He's getting desperate
knocks are heard
Come in!
Delevery guy: Delevery for... Crybaby?
Crybaby: Right here
Delevery guy: Here, and... Is that seriously your name?
Crybaby: Yeah, so?
Deleverly guy: Okay... leaves
Crybaby: opens. Flowers and chocolate? Seriously? Who does that anymore? picks something up. Aww, a card.
Please, please, please, please, please! -Adam
Well, sense he doesn't know the meaning of no, might as well teach that smug alphabet boy.
the room darkens, then brightens again. We are back in Adam's messy apartment, which has only gotten worse. Adam is at the table, nervously tapping his fingers. Crybaby storms in
Crybaby: ADAM!
Adam: stands up. Crybaby! Oh am I glad to see you!
Crybaby: You don't get it.
Adam: Don't get what? That I've been missing out the whole time and should of taken you while I had the chance!
Crybaby: NO! The calls, texts, and outdated wooing tactics that don't even work anymore have got to stop!
Adam: But Crybaby, I know now that you were the best part of my life!
Crybaby: And you're the worst part!
Adam: What?
Crybaby: Listen up, since you obviously don't get it, let me sum it up for you
Sweet boy, straight out of a movie screen, candy hearts and chocolate dreams.
Adam: Ha! So you do like me!
Crybaby: Did! Anyways, I met, my prince upon a popcorn ball, he held my heart and let it go.
Adam: What?
Crybaby: Ice cream, upon a summer's day. Beginning sweetness never stays. Melting through the cracks in my hand. I guess I held on for too lo-oong
Adam: Yeah, and what's that supposed to mean?
Crybaby: Ugh. Well I'm do-one. I'm done, with your bittersweet, bittersweet, traged-dy! It's no fun! When I'm sitting all alone, you're right in front of m-ee-e! And I'm done, with your bittersweet, bittersweet, traged-dy! It's no fun! When I'm sitting all alone, you're right in front of me.
Adam: I don't care what you say! I'm still totally into you, and I'll never stop!
Crybaby: But our relationship was toxic! exhales deeply. You speak, sour lemonade to me. The bitter taste won't let me be.
One kiss,
Adam: Wait, we kissed?
Crybaby: Ugh, was supposed to be so sweet, but I found grapefruit in your teeth
Adam: Seriously, when did we kiss?
Crybaby: It's a figure of speech. As I was saying, Old gum, is all you'll ever be to me. I spit you out and brushed my teeth. Melting through the cracks in my hand, I guess I held on for too lo-o-ong.
Well, I'm d-oone! I'm done, with your bittersweet, bittersweet, traged-dy! It's no fun! When I'm sitting all alone, you're right in front of m-ee-e! And I'm done, with your bittersweet, bittersweet, traged-dy! It's no fun! When I'm sitting all alone, you're right in front of me.
Adam: So, you're not into me.
Crybaby: Seriously? Well, listen here.
Enough of your bittersweet. Your sugar rots my teeth. Clogs up my arteries
Adam: All sugar does that.
Crybaby: Ugh. Your bittersweet shit is a trage-dd-y.
I'm done, with your bittersweet, bittersweet, traged-dy! It's no fun! When I'm sitting all alone, you're right in front of m-ee-e! And I'm done, with your bittersweet, bittersweet, traged-dy! It's no fun! When I'm sitting all alone, you're right in front of me, you're right in front of me
Get the picture?
Adam: So, you're really over me.
Crybaby: Duh, about time you noticed.
Adam: And yet, you still wear that bracelet.
Crybaby: Well, uh... It's genuine cubic zirconium, you don't throw away cubic zirconium like that.
Adam: Seems to me like you're in denial
Crybaby: What? Well... UGH! storms of
Adam: It's okay, she digs me.
the room darkens
AUTHOR'S NOTE: So, that was Bittersweet Tragedy! Sorry it was shorter than normal, sometimes they need to be short though, so you can get across what you're trying to say. Anyways, reviews (4 reviews! New record)
Fanfiction'BoutPJIsLife: Unreleased or not, it's a great song, don't worry about it. And thanks!
itsKelesy (guest): Aww, thanks! And like I said before, my fave is Mrs. Potato Head. Can't wait to get to that chapter, I have some good ideas for it!
a ghost (guest): Thanks! And those are all really good songs!
Wisteria (guest): Thanks!
Have a great day/night, and hope you enjoyed!
