"Spare me your freakin' dirty looks Now don't blame me You want to cash out and get the hell out of town Why are these lights so bright Did we get hitched last night? Now we're partners in crime Don't be a baby Remember what you told me Shut up and put your money where your mouth is That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes now That's what you get for waking up in Vegas"
JC vowed never to regret having a son. The moment he held his boy for the first time, he knew they were on their own against the world. But 17 years later, now that his son has fallen in with the wrong crowd and is involved with the unimaginable, JC can't help but think of the past and how things could've been so different.
A collaboration with crashcoincidence He’s lost his way, gone astray, and though they try to save him. He kicks and screams, lost in a dream that will overtake him. Cause he don’t want to be saved and he don’t want to be found. He wants to sit back and wait for another round. Don’t care bout who he hurts, he just wants to bleed. Wasting away to nothing, worshiping hate and greed.
...not a drop to drink. I try to remind myself that our parents will be married in a year, but even that isn't enough to control what I feel. He says that I'm too young, that he despises me for lying to him even though he lies to himself. I know he feels it, too. Forbidden fruit is always the sweetest, isn't it?
Here we stand Somewhere in between this moment and the end Will we bend Or will we open up and take this whole thing in Everybody else is smiling Man, their smiles don't fade You don't even wonder why You just don't think that way Maybe you and me got lost somewhere We cant move on, we can't stay here Maybe we've just had enough...