And how many times were we standing on the edge of a breakthrough?
And if there's nothing to hold on to maybe we don't have anything at all.
And I couldn't leave you, maybe I'm too afraid to be alone.
Cause I can't survive if I am on my own.

If we fall down when strains between us get to be too much
I still think we should keep in touch, if you'll forgive me.
I'm not afraid to admit I was wrong.

How many thoughtless mishaps would cause a relational collapse
if we would learn to communicate things wouldn't be so delicate at all, but you
don't believe that
You think that it's all my fault.
but If you'd only trust me I would right the wrongs.

If we fall down when strains between us get to be too much
I still think we should keep in touch, if you'll forgive me.
I'm not afraid to admit I'm a jerk.
I know things have changed but can't we make this work?

Don't give up on me,
I don't think that my heart would mend if you left me again,
just give me one more chance, I'll be a better man
cause I need you like oxygen.

And how many times were we standing on the edge of a breakthrough?
But if there's nothing to hold on to maybe we don't have anything at all.
And I couldn't leave you maybe i'm too afraid to be alone.
Cause I can't survive if I am on my own.

If we fall down when strains between us get to be too much
I still think we should keep in touch, if you'll forgive me.
I'm not afraid to admit I'm a jerk
I know things have changed but cant we make this work?

Don't give up on me,
I don't think that my heart would mend if you left me again,
just give me one more chance,
I'll be a better man cause I need you like oxygen.

You'd Let me in,
I'd let you down
you'd throw me out
I'd come around again
and you would listen to my
sad plea for forgiveness.

You'd Let me in,
I'd let you down
you'd throw me out
I'd come around again
but If I had another chance I'd be the one.
~Vroom

When I bring it up
You shut me out
So I keep on writing letters to myself
Are you doing alright
Are you burning out
Are you happy with the way things turned out
~Lit

Beginning of rant. I can't stand it when our production staff is pissy. Julie just kept yelling at us all day. And all that does is get the cast upset and then we don't smile, we don't have energy, and we don't really give half a darn about it cuz we're all just sick of dealing with it and want to go home. End of rant.

First I write a bunch of depressing lyrics. Then I rant. I'm just a ball of sunshine aren't I? And I didn't even have a bad day, and I'm not upset. I just like those lyrics, and sometimes they apply to me, just not at this particular moment. Arghity. On a much more delightful note, Sarah said that I have "comfortable silence" and that she likes to be silent with me. It is nice to have silence with Sarah. Don't take that the wrong way, cuz I love talking to Sarah and having crazy times in rooms that have personality, but it's nice to have a friend to just be silent with sometimes. Sarah is cool. I will miss her when she goes to Boston in the fall. (Haha, Veggie Tales reference!)

the night is nearly over † the day is almost here