I love angry, sad songs. The stuff Lifehouse, Evanescence, Kelly Clarkson, Alanis Morissette, and heck even Avril Lavigne and Linkin Park dish out. That doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy bubbly, positive, happy songs. Like right now, I’ve just discovered Miley Cyrus’ The Climb, and despite my preconceived notions about the Disney starlet, I really think that’s a great song with a very positive message. Never mind that I discovered that song while following a link to apidexin reviews.
But as I was blasting KC’s My December album on my headphones, as I’ve said in my last post, I can’t help but laugh with this song
It seems every time I find a good man
He’s got a good little wife
I’m not jealous but I won’t lie
I don’t want to hear about your wonderful life
And babies everywhere I look
Trophy wives with their little black books
At this rate I’m gonna end up alone
It’s probably all my fault, all my faultOh, another dead end. Again
Oh, I’m getting tired of believing
Even sicker of pretending
That it’s not so bad, just wait it out
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