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She climbs on top of him and kisses him hard, and his face is now damp from the residue of tears and he imagines they’ll brand him forever

You took your coat off and stood in the rain
You were always crazy like that
I watched from my window
Always felt I was outside looking in on you
You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair
You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care
Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather
Well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see
This is my heart bleeding before you, this is me down on my knees
These foolish games are tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart
You were always brilliant in morning
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee
You philosophies on art, Baroque moved you
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar
Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else
Somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself

These foolish games are tearing me apart
You're tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart

You took off your coat and stood in the rain
You were always crazy like that

70 Questions We Guarantee You've Never Answered
( katie stolen )

took a what kind of love date are you
"prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. "

It's a disaster
It's an incredible mess
But it's all we've got now
Yeah it's all we got
Howling with laughter, panic
alarm, and distress
But it's all we've got now
Yeah it's all we got

'Cause I'm gonna guess they won't be prepared for thousand Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes

It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy, something inching past the edge of the reserve.
Now through lines of the cheap venetian blinds your car is pulling off of the curb.


I guess there's got to be a break in the monotony, but Jesus, when it rains how it pours.
Throw on your clothes, the second side of Surfer Rosa, and you leave me, yeah, you leave me.

Now Whose house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Who cant resist
Aw. Whose cryin'
Whose house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Whose name you hiss
Aw. Whose sheets you twist
Whose house, are you haunting tonight?


It's a disaster
It's an incredible mess
But it's all we've got now
Yeah it's all we got
Howling with laughter, panic
alarm, and distress
But it's all we've got now
Yeah it's all we got


Oh such grace, oh such beauty. So precious, suspicious, and charming, and vicious.
Oh darling, you're a million ways to be cruel.

You don't hav to be alone to be lonely
You might as well give in.
You don't have to be sick to be dying
You might as well give in.
You don't have to have lost to be lost.
Oh give in.
You don't have to be alone to be lonenly
You might as well give in.

fabulous quotes from The Pillowman


Michal: Once upon a time…a long long way away….(Kiturian screams. Michal mimics him at length, till they fade away.) once upon a time, a long long way away, there was a little green pig. There was a little green pig. Who was green. Um…..(Katurian screams again, Michal mimics till they fade then gets up, idles around) Once upon a time, a long long way away, ther was a little green pig….Or was it a long long way away? Where was it? Yes it WAS a long long way away and he was a little green pig….(Katurian screams.) Oh shut up, Katurian! Making me forget the little green pig story now with your screaming all over the place.

Katurian: What did you tell them?
Michal: Just the truth.
Katurian: Which particular truth?
Michal: Just that, y’know, all the things I did to all the kids I got from stories you wrote and read out to me.
Katurian: You said that to the policemen?
Michal: mm. Y’know, just the truth.
Katurian: That isn’t the truth, Michal.
Michal: Yes it is.
Katurian: No, it isn’t.
Michal: Well DID you write some stories with children getting murdered in them?
Katurian: Yes, but…
Michal: Well DID you read them out to me?
Katurian: Yes…
Michal: Well DID I go out and murder a bunch of children? (pause) ‘Yes I did.’ Is the answer to that one. So I don’t see how the ‘That isn’t the truth’ comes into it. Let alone the ‘Statistic retarded pervert’. I mean, you're my brother and I love you, but, y’know, you’ve just spent twenty minutes telling me a story about a bloke, his main thing in life's to get a bunch of little kids to, at minimum, set themselves on fire, so, y’know? And he’s the HEREO! And I’m not criticizing. He’s a very good character. He’s a very odd character. He reminds me a lot of me.
Katurian: How does he remind you of you?
Michal: You know, getting little children to die. All that.

Michal: But at least we’ll be together in heaven, whatever happens. And hang out with God and that. Have races.
Katurian: What particular heaven is this you’re going to, Michal? Child-killer heaven?
Michal: No, not child-killer heaven, smart-ass. Normal heaven. Like in films.
Katurian: Do you want to know where you’re going when you die?
Michal: Where? And don’t say somewhere horrible just because you’re in a mood.
Katurian: You’re going to go to a little room in a little house in a little forest, and for the rest of all time you’re going to be looked after not by me but by a person called Mum and a person called Dad, and they’re gonna look after you in the same way they always looked after you, except this time I’m not gonna be around to rescue you. Cause I ain’t going to the same place you’re going, cause I never butchered any little fucking kids.
Michal: That is just the most meanest thing that any person has ever said to any other person and I am never going to speak to you again.
Katurian: Good. Then let’s just sit here in silence till they come back and execute us.
Michal: The meanest thing I ever heard! And I told you not say anything mean. I said don’t say anything mean and what did you do? What did you do? You went and said something mean.
Katurian: I used to love you so much.
Michal: (pause) what do you mean ‘used to’?! That’s an even meaner thing to say than the other mean thing you said, and that other thing was the meanest thing I ever heard!

who knows how long I've loved you
you know I love you still
will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to, I will.