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This song has been like a broken record in my head.


Grenade

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked
'Cause what you don't understand is

I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya

Oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same

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Every time I make a new thread, an old one drops off of my history. I don't know how many I've lost, but each one is like a page out of my diary. I read them and see old friends again... old lovers sometimes... remember what my life was like back then. Even if the thread ideas were total crap and they never made it to page 2, it's hard to let them go...
 
Why is the "O" right next to the "P" on keyboards? Too many times my "out" has come out "put" and my spell check doesn't catch that. :rolleyes:
 
Isn't it about time we just admit that we've taken the idea anyone can grow up to be President way, way, too far??
 
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