Week of 07/06/2008 - 07:00 to 07/13/2008 - 06:59

I hate the world today,
You're so good to me I know,
But I can't change.
Try to tell you but you look at me like maybe I'm a angel underneath,
Innocent, sweet..

This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on

I was asked in New York City, do you like my clothes
I’m talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road