Yeah let me stick around again until this bittie goes away.Let me feel stressed and upset all the time till you get sick of her too and come back to me.Yeah let me do this dance again.No.Please sit down.
Lady Gaga opens the show with "Poker Face" dressed up as a doll produced in "the fame factory". After being thrown into the "reject" factory tube, the doors open and she performs a mix of "Speechless" and "Your Song" with Elton on a double-sided piano.
Its a funny fucking thing.When your in a certain moment,you dont really realize how much your gonna miss it when its over.You dont really know how much you’ll regret it in the morning.You dont really know how long that happy or pain will last.We keep going and moving.Time is the enemy.I miss so much.The one person ive held on to for so long…is it worth it?I dont know.Maybe yes maybe no.Something inside me though despite everything ,will not fucking let go of this person.Time is funny.Some things you remember like it was yesterday.Some things you wanna forget but you relive it like its today.
this song is one the good ones.Theirs only a few good songs on it.He went “rock vs rap” and for a few songs it worked and i really like them.Others are just like what the fuck is this.I love him though i cant help it.A conceited fuck like him makes me smile.
Yeah, I totally love always having my body breakdown on me. I just yakked up all my shrimp :[ and if you know me at all you know, that is the worse thing that could ever happen to me. Like I rather have a horse kick me in the face. Just thinking about it makes me wanna yakk again. My eyes are glassy and bloodshot, for no reason and they keep tearing. My body temp, is way up, but my hands and feet are freezing because I have bad circulation and my left leg keeps on going numb. Wah, I feel like shit, fuck this night. I just wanna cuddle on my couch and watch Running with scissors or Alice in wonderland, with a huge cup of yogi tea, and my hello kitty blanket and my Winnie the pooh stuffed animal. I don’t even want a guy with me, actually, if you have male genitalia, stay far away from me for at least a week, ‘cause I’m in the mood, where I would chop it of with a butter knife. Cool.