Post by Ashra on Dec 12, 2005 0:21:19 GMT -5
Ridiculous
by: Bowling For Soup
Try not to talk when there's nothing to say.
Get bottle up, we get carried away.
Then I fall, then I fall down
We all fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel
So ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies we fall
Down on the inside, pretty on the outside
Turn it around, can you turn it around?
Try to make a come-back with nowhere to start from now.
And it's looking up.
A second chance, a much better day.
A sunset that just won't go away.
Then I fall, then I fall down,
We all fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel
So ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies, we fall
Down on the inside, pretty on the outside,
Turn it around, can you turn it around?
Try to make a come-back with nowhere to start from now.
And it's looking up.
by: Bowling For Soup
Try not to talk when there's nothing to say.
Get bottle up, we get carried away.
Then I fall, then I fall down
We all fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel
So ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies we fall
Down on the inside, pretty on the outside
Turn it around, can you turn it around?
Try to make a come-back with nowhere to start from now.
And it's looking up.
A second chance, a much better day.
A sunset that just won't go away.
Then I fall, then I fall down,
We all fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel
So ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies, we fall
Down on the inside, pretty on the outside,
Turn it around, can you turn it around?
Try to make a come-back with nowhere to start from now.
And it's looking up.