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Текст: Screeching Weasel. Kill The Musicians. Celena.


celena looks at me and asks me if i know what's on tv and now she wants to know what's wrong with me and why i allways have to be so mean. celena wants to know, why i never seem to want to go to all the things her friends are going to and why we never do what she wants to. and i can't wait, cause i can't talk to her and make her understand i'm not the boyfriend that she made herself beleive i was but celena's brave and celena says, ya celena says i broke her heart she going to think about all the time she wasted with me and with him. celena says she's tired of spending so much of her preacious time watchin me while i watch benny hill and countin every minute that i kill celena says she's young and she deserves to have a little fun but if that's what celena really thinks then i don't understand why she won't leave. i'm getting tired of seeing her drunken body lying on the stairs, i've seen the pictures in the paper, you'll know why i'm here but celena's brave and celena says ya celena says i broke her heart she's going home to see her mom and to think of ways that'll make me misersble. celena's telling me, my future doesnt look to promising she sits there eating ice cream while she pouts and wonders why i sleep out on the couch. celena looks at me and says i'm not the guy i used to be i smoke a cigarette and fall asleep and she continues right on nagging me. i'm getting married at the chappel but, she doesn't seem to care, i've seen the pictures shown on tv, you'll know why i'm here but celena's brave and celena says ya celena says i broke her heart, she's going home to see her mom and to think of ways to make me miserable