She tags along as John stormed the writer's office. He takes a seat in front of the person who normally writes his storylines. "I want to know who the Taker wants to fight." He demands. "Honestly John no one knows. Taker's apparently writing his own storylines these days because last time I checked he was supposed to be fighting Batista for the title." The middle aged, balding man with big round glasses said tapping his pencil lightly against his desk.
She taps John's shoulder and tells him she's headed back to the locker room. He nods and she walks to the vending machines to grab a Vault. She has no particular reason to go back to their locker room she just wants time away from John. She sings a Taking Back Sunday song she was listening to earlier called 'Cute Without the E (Cut from the Team)' as she walks down the dark hallways.
Your lipstick his collar don't bother angel,
I know exactly what goes on
When everything you'll get is
everything that you've wanted, princess
Well which would you prefer
My finger on the trigger, or
(me face down, down across your floor)
Me face down, down across your floor
(me face down, down across your floor)
Well just so long as this thing's loaded
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
let's go...
Don't bother trying to explain Angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on and
How about I'm outside of your window
How about I'm outside of your window
Watchin him keep the details covered
You're such a sucker (you're such a sucker)
for a sweet talker
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
(the only thing I regret is that I, I never let you hold me back)
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
(why can't i feel anything from anyone other than you)
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
(why can't i feel anything from anyone other than you)
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know...
And all of this was all your fault
And all of this
(I stay jealous)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason, I
just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason, I
just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason, I
just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life!