Lame for the Stat project that me and Amanda can't figure out.
Yay band directors and friendly music therapists.
It was the year that I almost lost everything...
Yay for the Ronald McDonald House and small groups.
Lame for birthday parties and missing things.
You'll be standing there, sorry, unworthy
Look closer; guilty and bloody and...
Yay for songs with magical chord progressions.
Lame for being bipolar.
But I meant something entirely ugly...
Lame for emptying the dishwasher. And turning on the lights when I wanted it to be dark. And opening the door when I wanted it to be shut.
One year it rained on Christmas...
Lame for families. And lame for friends.