Monday, September 6, 2010

Well Played, Sir...


We had a breakthrough though this long weekend.

What exactly does it mean to win?

We always play to win.

And we always thought the best kind of win was the one you could throw in their face. Not always. But if you wanted to. And they'd know it.

But we've realized that maybe the best wins are the ones where they don't even know that you've won.

Game over.

x's & o's,

Leslie

Currently Listening: Lots of Kellie Pickler!

Oh you can watch me walk if you want to, want to. I bet you want me back now don't you, don't you. I'm about to show you just how missin' me feels. In my red high heels.

Her lips are too red. Her skirt is too tight. Her legs are too long. And her heels are too high. Boy, she looks like the marrying kind. Things that never cross a man's mind.

Did you change your mind. Well I didn't change mine. Now here I am trying to make sense of it all. We were best friends now we don't even talk. You broke my heart. Ripped my world apart.

Still he left you for a girl that could be your twin. If you were twenty-eight again. Let him go. Let him fly. Keep your head up get on with your life. Don't you know you're beautiful.

Long white dress, this must be some kinda joke. Virgin, please she ain't fooling these folks. If the three of us were on Jerry Springer I'd be pulling her hair. And I'd kick that lying sack of should've known better in the you know where. Well it might not be too Christian of me. And it might not be too nice. But I wish we were all just standing around. Throwing rocks instead of rice.

Cause I'll be there in the back of your mind. From the day we met till you were making me cry. And it's just too bad you've already had the best day. The best days of your life.


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