I'm gonna make you bend and break
(it sent you to me without wings)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show
(let the good times roll, let the good times roll)
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
Who does he think he is?
If that's the worst you've got, better put your fingers back to the keys
"And she was cheating on you all this time? Those years? That long?" his friend asked incredulously, rolling his champagne flute in his hands.
"Yes, she has. How many times do we need do go over this?" the man groaned, knocking his head on the headrest of the couch he was sitting on.
"For him? That dude? Man, so glad we shunned him right then and there when you told us."
"No shit."
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
"You don't deserve him. You hurt him! I thought I could trust you to be his girlfriend. But, just when I give him my consent, you turn right around and cheat on him!" The fuming girl glared at a shaking young woman.
"I can get any guy I want. He didn't even care if you thought I was a good girlfriend or not," she retorted angrily, raising her head up high.
"Wow, I didn't know you were so smart." The angry woman raised her brow skeptically.
"I don't exactly think I am…"
Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
In this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for (except for)
When you look into the past (look into the past)
One night stand. (One night stand, off!)
"So it turns out she got drunk… and it turned into a one night stand… that lasted for a year."
"Shut the hell up!"
"Aww, are you getting all sensitive on me?" the second man cooed. "Aww, he's getting all sensitive! He doesn't like me! I'm hurt!"
"It's just… even Claire thought she would be a good girlfriend. And you know Claire's always right about my girlfriends, 'cept herself. Every single girlfriend she said would be bad was always bad. And this… even Claire didn't see that coming."
"Dude, this is too deep for me. Go to talk to your girlfriend… uh, oops."
"She's not my girlfriend anymore! Weren't you even listening to what you said?"
"I meant Claire."
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See, he tastes like you only sweeter
"Now she claims she's stupid!"
"I never said that, Claire."
"Yes, you did. I said I didn't know you were so smart, and you said you didn't exactly think you were!"
"Do you remember everything?"
"Pretty much."
"Even his first kiss?"
"Shut up!"
"Don't think I don't know, Claire. I know you still love him. But he's mine. He's still mine. It's not over yet."
"Yes it is. I think Dylan was right, back then. Honestly, you really can't with all that dry hair covering your ears!"
"Your hair is just as beautiful as mine is."
"That… is a really bad comeback. And is that an insult?"
"I agree. But my hair is beautiful, so it's a compliment!"
"Your hair is hideous."
"Oh. So I guess it's an insult!"
(They say) I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms, collecting page-six lovers
Get me out of my mind
Get you out of those clothes
I'm a line away
From getting you into the mood
(Flashback)
"Hey, party boy!" A drunken woman danced, waving her hands in the air and sloshing spiked punch everywhere.
"Hey," a handsome man grinned, waving. He was sober; he'd stayed away from any drink.
"Whoa!" The girl tripped and fell into his arms, her glass cup of beer falling to the floor.
The man was suddenly very aware of how close her full, luscious lips were.
Suddenly, she lunged her mouth came crashing down on top of his, and they fell to the floor.
"Get a room!" some drunken guy yelled, throwing a rolled up magazine at them.
She lifted her head, grinning, her eyes sparkling. "Ya know, I love you, you know that?" she whispered drunkenly. "Ever since middle school."
He was happy, shocked, and surprised. "Uh-yeah, me too, babe," he said softly. He didn't want to take advantage of her, but he really did like her.
She threw her arms around him, stood up, and dragged him up. "Let's find a room!" she squealed, tottering toward the hallway, tipsily tripping every so often.
"Whoops!" A young couple making out on the bed looked up at them, their hair disheveled. "Get out!" the guy partner screamed, throwing a heart-shaped pillow at them.
He ducked and dragged the young woman away. "How 'bout this one then?" she whispered seductively, peering into a blue-painted bedroom.
She pushed her way in and yanked him on top of her, pressing her lips to his and forced her tongue into his mouth.
He couldn't resist, and he didn't protest as she lifted his shirt above his head…
(End flashback)
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See, he tastes like you only sweeter
"You. Are. Such. A. Dumb. Fucking. Bitchy. Whore!" Claire screamed.
"Hey, leave me alone!" The young woman held her hands above her head. "I can sue you for hitting me, you know that," she warned the other blonde.
"But I'm not," Claire retorted angrily.
"Well, I'm off to see Derrick…" the other girl said slyly, standing up and lunging at her purse.
"Have fun," Claire scoffed. "While you leave your ex all sad and heartbroken!"
"So what? Just go and comfort him! I know you still like him!"
"For the last time, I. Don't. Love. Him!" Claire lied.
One night and one more time (one more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great (even though they weren't so great)
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah one more time (one more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories (for the memories)
Thanks for the memories (for the memories)
See, he tastes like you only sweeter
"Man, I should have never fallen for her. Never should've taken her to that party," he said, raising his head to look up at the ceiling.
"It's not your fault, dude. It's her fault for even getting drunk in the first place," Josh comforted his best friend.
"I know, but still… that was our tenth date! She fell for someone else only after ten dates!"
"Relax, Cammie-boy. Now you can move onto the one you truly love!"
"Josh, I'm staying away from love. I was even going to propose to her tomorrow at dinner. See this ring?" Cam reached under the couch and pulled out a satin blue box, opening it. Inside was a beautiful silver ring with a diamond right in the middle.
Josh whistled long and low. "You really outdid your self, Cam."
"Damn right I did."
"But Claire still likes you."
"I don't care, Josh. I'm taking a break. Maybe I'll go off to Texas, become a cowboy." He mimicked taking his hat off and throwing a lasso.
"I feel bad for you."
"Ya know, I always thought it would be Cam and her, together forever. But it's ruined… all because of that asshole. That fucking bastard."
"Stop harping on Harrington, man. What would you do if the other half of the Twenty was all over you?"
"…I'd do what Harrington did."
"Exactly. Now, Fisher, say good-bye…"
"To who?"
"To Cam and Olivia forever."
DISCLAIMER: Song is Thnks Fr Th Mmrs by Fall Out Boy. Am I Lisi Harrison? Go ahead, take a wild guess. NO.
Boy was that fun! :D You'd never had guessed it, would you? I had it in my head from the start. Olivia cheats on Cam with DERRICK. Who would've known? Thank you, all my reviewers, and for those who favorited/alerted/whatevered it! I might write a sequel... should I? Check out my new poll!
-The Underwater Seahorse