Lyrics:
I was hoping that had an atlas in your head
So fed up of the same old man
There's broken bedrooms and
There are broken hands
You were so fed up with the same old broken man
DO YOU WANNA
DO YOU WANNA
DO YOU WANNA make love to me?
I know you wanna
I know you wanna
I know you wanna make love to me
Oh, I can to tell you
That you're my favorite girl
And would like it if I put you into my world?
There's broken hearts in the basement and
Broken love on the street
Are you so fed up of it always involving me?
DO YOU WANNA
DO YOU WANNA
DO YOU WANNA make love to me?
I know you wanna
I know you wanna
I know you wanna make love to me
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It's Monday, and I guess you can guess by now, I told Dex I would be in attendance at his CD release party. I've been avoiding everyone from the Jones' family, because of that fact, I know what they would have to say. They may be like my adopted family now and I work for them, but they don't own me. I can go where and with who I please.
This time I won't be caught dead in a pussy pink dress with flowers on it. I can dress how I want to now, Dex never cared how I dressed. He sometimes liked me when I only wore my birthday suit, but that's besides the point I'm trying to make here.
When I perfected my look for tonight, I peaked over at the clock and realized it was time to get a move on it it I wanted to get there at a decent time. Trying my best not to make a sound, so I wouldn't get caught, I tip-toed out of the door to my place and down the steps of the porch. I made sure not to wear heels this time, so it wouldn't sink into the grass, making it harder to runaway. Also because, flats make less noise.
Just as I was about to make a clean break to my car, I heard a voice blowing my cover.
"Where do you think you're going, young lady?" Jax barked like he was trying to be my father.
Jax was standing inside the house, but he had his head peaking out at me through the sliding glass door to the backyard.
"Holy fucking shit, Jax!" I said automatically as I felt as if I was having a heart attack, and warm pee was running down my leg.
"You're going to Dex's party, aren't you?" Jax said as he closed the door quietly behind him.
Jax began to eye my appearance, I couldn't tell if he was looking at me in disapproval or not. I'm guessing he was, because he folded his arms across his chest. He looked like a parent telling me to go upstairs and change, because I'm wearing that cute new crop top that I just bought with my own money at the mall, but I'm only thirteen years old. "You can't go outside looking like a whore," my mother would say to me.
"Ok... don't make this a big deal." I began to say calmly to Jax as if I was approached a scared deer.
"If anyone asks, you told me you just wanna have a night alone tonight." Jas said as if he was caving against the interrogation he was about to give me.
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Romie Adler's Musical Guide
RomanceRomie Adler has been a devoted fan of music since she could remember, so much so that she chose a career path that involved making it; the words of the music that is. She is so close to graduating from UCLA with a degree in songwriting that she can...
