Sat in front of an old man on the bus to NP this morning.
Everything was normal, for the initial 30 secs of me boarding the bus.
Then the old man whipped out his handphone and started his conversation.
Is it me, or do all elderly folks speak like they’re at a rock concert?
He goes on telling his conversation partner about what he’s doing for
the day, what he will be doing, and what he thinks of what he’s doing
and going to do.
Normal, right?
Right. That’s what I thought too.
10 mins into the journey, it dawned upon me that he wasn’t even
talking to anyone on the other side of the line. He just went rambling
on and on… He didn’t even pause for a second to take a breather.
That was one long 15min monologue.
Thank God he got down at Queensway.
I’m gonna run tonight.
PLEASE DON’T TELL HER - JASON MRAZ
I hear she’s kickin’ ass across the board and rock two
hundred thousand higher scorer
Just in time to save the world of being taken over.
She’s a warrior
I couldn’t play again because the game it never ended. it never even landed on the can
And never let me in to spend my quarter.
There’s no love for me no more.
Say it isn’t so
How she easily come, how she easy go
Please don’t tell her that I’ve been meaning to miss her.
Because I don’t.
She was the girl with the broadest shoulders
But she would die before I crawled over them.
She is taller than I am.
She knew I wouldn’t mind the view there
Or the altitude with a mouth full of air
She let me down and doubt came out until the now became later.
Say that it isn’t so
How she easily come, how she easy go
Please don’t tell her cause she don’t really need to know.
That I’m crazy like the rest of us
And I’m crazier when I’m next to her.
So why after the all of everything that came and went
I care enough to still be singing of the bitter end and broken eras.
I told you I don’t but
I am only trying to be the best with my intent to cure
The rest is sure to lay me ease the plural hurts of the words of reverse psychology
That’s easier said
Easier than done
Please don’t dare tell her what I’ve become
Please don’t mention all the attention I have drawn
Please don’t bother cause she’ll feel guilty when I’m gone
(f*** you)
Because I’m crazy like the rest of us
But I’m crazier when I’m next to her
And it’s so amazing how she’s so self-assured
But I know she’d hate me if she knew my words
Do I hurt anymore
Do I hurt, well
I don’t
I don’t
I don’t