I confess.

I messed up. Dropping "I'm sorry"s like you're still around. And I know you dressed up, "Hey, kid, you'll never live this down". And you're just the girl all the boys wanna dance with, and I'm just the boy who's had too many chances. I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming. She said, she said, she said "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it So say, "What are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her." I set my clocks early, 'cause I know I'm always late

Yes, that is a fallout boy song. I don't even care. I can relate to it, it reminds me of a cool night and its also a neat song.

I care way too much about things no one gives a damn about, and I'm okay with it.

I don't know what else to say. So it goes.

Rap blog later today. G-G-Get ready for it.