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"Littlest Things" (Lily Allen)
[Chorus]
Dreams, Dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, It seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too.

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but its so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That the things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if for only one weekend
So come on, Tell me
Is this the end?

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i wonder if you're out there...monitoring this site...
perversely i thought i should not post, so you wont have a clue...

I'm having the day from hell,
It wasn't all going so well (before you came)
And you told me you needed space,
With a kiss on the side my face (not again)
And not to mention (the tears I shed)
But I should have kicked your (ass instead)
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream

Cause baby
Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up, where do I start
Coz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No...

Don't know where I parked my car
Don't know who my real friends are (anymore)
I put my faith in you
What a stupid thing to do (when it rains it pours)
And not to mention (I drank too much)
I'm feeling hung over (and out of touch)
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream

Cause baby
Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up, where do I start
Coz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No

Can it be easier?
Can I just change my life?
Cause it just seems to go bad everytime
Will I be mending?
another one ending once again

Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No [x2]

Falls apart
Gotta pick myself up 'cause things are messed up

What will bring me pleasure?

Today I thought, smashing my piano with an electronic guitar will bring me immense pleasure.  If blood somehow miraculously materializes on the smashed piano and guitar...I'll be ecstatic.

Seeing a girl cry will no longer wrench my heart but will bring a smile to my face.

The string snapped and the kite has flown away.


Now...is that your kite or mine?

The stranger sang a theme
From someone else's dream
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all
But I can't seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenue

Ingenue
I just don't know what to do

The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view
Drowning past regrets
In tea and cigarettes
But I can't seem to forget
When you came along
Ingenue

Ingenue
I just don't know what to do

Ingenue
I just don't know what to do

Ingenue
I just don't know what to do

Ingenue
I just don't know what to do

Ingenue (fade out)

(Oh, how I like the breathlessness of this song!)