3.The About-as-close-to-emo-as-we'll-ever-get Song
I hid inside my room like a fucking coward
And the past 18 months flashed before me in the last eight long
hours.
A little less than amazing：you finally got a rise out of me.
So i laughed, i cried (well, i tried, but i laughed again).
See？ who the fuck needs a caricature to be their friend？
It's so fucking stupid.
I'm just as scared and insecure as you (maybe even x2)
And i wonder what you really thought of me.
An intimate friend？ a loud-mouthed jerk？ or just a novelty？
(and, hey, do you think i could sing this a little more out of
key？)
This is not an apology. it's just therapy.
Because as we all know (and apparently), i don't need anybody.
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