Am I more than you bargained for yet
I’ve been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that’s just who I am this week
Lie in the grass next to the mausoleum
I’m just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart and break a name
We’re always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn’t it messed up how I’m just dying to be him
I’m just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart and break a name
We’re always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down
(Down, down)
Down, down
(Down, down)
We're going down, down
(Down, down)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
God, I feel like such a hypocrite. But, I have to say, Fall Out Boy still does it to me. When I hear one of their songs, I still feel a little weak. The bass line in Dance, Dance still makes me go insanely weak. Patrick Stump's vocals in I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers still makes me smile.
As much as I really hate the band members (coughPeteWentzcough), and I KNOW that they don't make the best music in the world, something about their music just... makes me go weak sometimes. Other times, I sneer (FTW?) and and say, well, I don't know. But you catch my drift. I hope.
I know you guys are probably REALLY fucking tired of me ranting about Fall Out Boy, and their music, and Pete Wentz, and how I feel about the band, but I hope you understand. Fall Out Boy has put me through such shit, and made me feel such SHIT. Pete Wentz especially. It's just been *mostly* a shitty relationship. I remember the happy times, when I *thought* (thought being the key word) I was in love with Pete. I admired the band members whole-heartedly, I respected them, I adored the music that they made. I listened to it all the time. I stood up for them, because everyone I knew hated them. Yes, in my naive mind, I loved them.
But on to the song that I posted above. The sad thing is, I can STILL recognize it by it's opening chords. Yep. It was over played so much, that I find it annoying. But, when I actually take the time to listen to it, I find myself loving the vocals and lyrics. The guitar still annoys me a bit.
As you can see, I was put through a tad bit of shit with this band. I sometimes find myself hating the fact that, one tiny band, one stupid person, have so much, I don't know, control over my feelings. People I have never MET.
So, Fart Out Boy, go on with your selling out. I hope you enjoy it.
I hope you aren't completely bored reading this. :(
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Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
MTV Video Music Awards
I was watching TRL (WHY do I still watch that show?) A couple minutes ago and I found found out the nominees for best group (In the order on the TV screen):
Fart Out Boy (No, that's not a typo. I just find it amusing)
Gym Class Heroes
Linkin Park
Maroon 5
The White Stripes
I'm sorry, but there is no contest. The White Stripes are the most talented, original, inventive band out of this list. It's like comparing Chris Brown to Prince. No contest. Yes, I like Gym Class Heroes, Maroon 5, and sometimes even Fart Out Boy, but come onnnnn. It's the fucking White Stripes! They win hands down.
One more rant. Why is MTV still called Music Television? They only have ONE music show on there, and it's a crappy one, that focuses on pop music. SERIOUSLY. Fuse is way better.
-Fracky Business
Fart Out Boy (No, that's not a typo. I just find it amusing)
Gym Class Heroes
Linkin Park
Maroon 5
The White Stripes
I'm sorry, but there is no contest. The White Stripes are the most talented, original, inventive band out of this list. It's like comparing Chris Brown to Prince. No contest. Yes, I like Gym Class Heroes, Maroon 5, and sometimes even Fart Out Boy, but come onnnnn. It's the fucking White Stripes! They win hands down.
One more rant. Why is MTV still called Music Television? They only have ONE music show on there, and it's a crappy one, that focuses on pop music. SERIOUSLY. Fuse is way better.
-Fracky Business
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FUSE,
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Maroon 5,
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