I don't own twilight; song is "Lover I Don't Have to Love" by Bright Eyes. ENJOY!
Three songs later, it was time for my favorite duet Brendon and I sang, it explained so much of how I felt because of Edward. For a moment I wondered where he was, and what girl he was saying he loved. The hole in my chest opened, and the air thickened, no, I wouldn't let this happen. I took a big breath and calmed myself. That's what I get for letting myself think about him. I would have extra fun tonight with those hot guys in the crowd.
"Okay guys, it is time for my favorite out of all of our new stuff, it's a song called Lover I Don't Have to Love!!" The crowd went wild as I played the opening chords.
(Brendon sings…..Bella sings……Both Sing)
I picked you out
Of a
crowd and talked to you
Said I liked your shoes
You said
thanks can I follow you?
So it's up the stairs
And out of
view
No prying eyes
I
poured some wine
I asked your
name you asked the time
Now
it's two o'clock,
the club is closed we're up the block
Your
hands on me
I'm pressing hard
against your jeans
Your
tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You
didn't care to know
Who else may have been you before
I
want a lover I don't have to love
I want
a girl who's too sad to give a fuck
Where's the kid
with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet me here but I'm not
sure
I got the money if you got the time
You said it feels
good I said I'll give it a try
Then my
mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's
just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad
actors with bad habits
Some sad singers
They just play
tragic
And
the phone's ringing
And the van's leaving
Let's just keep
touching
Let's just keep keep singing
I want a lover
I don't have to love
I want a boy who's
so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the
chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need
some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip
my mind
But you but you
You write
such pretty words
But life's
no story book
Love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt
"Do
you like to hurt?"
"I
do! I do!"
"Then
hurt me." [fades]
If I could, I would have been crying. I turned to Brendon and smiled, he smiled back. I'm glad I didn't love him that way, because like the lyrics say, love's an excuse to get hurt. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of bronze hair.
