<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928</id><updated>2011-07-28T05:45:09.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Songs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-4629292195463730665</id><published>2010-03-18T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:18:29.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Rock N' Roll – Joan Jett &amp; The Blackhearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I saw him dancin' there by the record machine    &lt;br /&gt;I knew he must a been about seventeen     &lt;br /&gt;The beat was goin' strong     &lt;br /&gt;Playin' my favorite song     &lt;br /&gt;An' I could tell it wouldn't be long     &lt;br /&gt;Till he was with me, yeah me     &lt;br /&gt;And I could tell it wouldn't be long     &lt;br /&gt;Till he was with me, yeah me, singin'     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So put another dime in the jukebox, baby     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So come and take your time and dance with me     &lt;br /&gt;Ow!     &lt;br /&gt;He smiled so I got up and asked for his name     &lt;br /&gt;That don't matter, he said,     &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's all the same     &lt;br /&gt;Said can I take you home where we can be alone     &lt;br /&gt;An' next we were movin' on     &lt;br /&gt;He was with me, yeah me     &lt;br /&gt;Next we were movin' on     &lt;br /&gt;He was with me, yeah me, singin'     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So put another dime in the jukebox, baby     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So come an' take your time an' dance with me     &lt;br /&gt;Ow!     &lt;br /&gt;Said can I take you home where we can be alone     &lt;br /&gt;Next we were movin' on     &lt;br /&gt;He was with me, yeah me,     &lt;br /&gt;An we'll be movin' on     &lt;br /&gt;An' singin' that same old song     &lt;br /&gt;Yeah with me, singin'     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So put another dime in the jukebox, baby     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So come an' take your time an' dance with me     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So put another dime in the jukebox, baby     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So come an' take your time an' dance with     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So put another dime in the jukebox, baby     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So come an' take your time an' dance with     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So put another dime in the jukebox, baby     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So come an' take your time an' dance with     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So put another dime in the jukebox, baby     &lt;br /&gt;I love rock n' roll     &lt;br /&gt;So come an' take your time an' dance with me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-4629292195463730665?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4629292195463730665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-rock-n-roll-joan-jett.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/4629292195463730665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/4629292195463730665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-rock-n-roll-joan-jett.html' title='I Love Rock N&amp;#39; Roll – Joan Jett &amp;amp; The Blackhearts'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-2902488018716897676</id><published>2010-02-20T21:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:29:47.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Awaits - COREY CROWDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It doesn't matter where you're coming from   &lt;br /&gt;I am yours    &lt;br /&gt;She said on a candle lit front porch    &lt;br /&gt;And we were asking ourselves those things    &lt;br /&gt;That you ask yourself    &lt;br /&gt;When you're standing on a road thats bound to fork.    &lt;br /&gt;And who we are    &lt;br /&gt;Has brought us here    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;And wehre we are standing     &lt;br /&gt;Is the beginning    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;I could feel the earth begin to shake    &lt;br /&gt;As I woke up    &lt;br /&gt;As if it were the first timeI had felt your touch    &lt;br /&gt;And we've been running from ourselves so long    &lt;br /&gt;That we couldn't find our way    &lt;br /&gt;Now the winds have shifted us to where we hope to stay.    &lt;br /&gt;And who we are    &lt;br /&gt;Has brought us here    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;And where we are standing     &lt;br /&gt;Is the beginning    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;Wake me up    &lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming    &lt;br /&gt;The world awaits the dawning of a new day.    &lt;br /&gt;(x3)    &lt;br /&gt;(Took the time to walk away    &lt;br /&gt;Can't believe we've come so far    &lt;br /&gt;Its always the wrong way.)    &lt;br /&gt;(x2)    &lt;br /&gt;And who we are    &lt;br /&gt;Has brought us here    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;And where we are standing     &lt;br /&gt;Is the beginning    &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from tonight    &lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-2902488018716897676?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2902488018716897676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2010/02/world-awaits-corey-crowder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/2902488018716897676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/2902488018716897676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2010/02/world-awaits-corey-crowder.html' title='The World Awaits - COREY CROWDER'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-8058216947088749304</id><published>2010-01-23T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:56:21.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted – Saving Abel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm so addicted to   &lt;br /&gt;All the things you do    &lt;br /&gt;When you're going down on me    &lt;br /&gt;In between the sheets    &lt;br /&gt;Or the sound you make    &lt;br /&gt;With every breath you take    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like anything    &lt;br /&gt;When you're loving me    &lt;br /&gt;Oh girl lets take it slow    &lt;br /&gt;So as for you well you know where to go    &lt;br /&gt;I want to take my love and hate you till the end    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like you to turn away    &lt;br /&gt;From all the bullshit I can't take    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like me to walk away    &lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted too all the things    &lt;br /&gt;You do when you're going down on me    &lt;br /&gt;In between the sheets    &lt;br /&gt;Or the sound you make    &lt;br /&gt;With every breathe you take    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like anything    &lt;br /&gt;When you're loving me    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah    &lt;br /&gt;I know when it's getting rough    &lt;br /&gt;All the times we spend    &lt;br /&gt;When we try to make    &lt;br /&gt;This love something better than    &lt;br /&gt;Just making love again    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like you to turn away    &lt;br /&gt;All the bullshit I can't take    &lt;br /&gt;Just when I think I can walk away,    &lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to all the things    &lt;br /&gt;You do when you're going on me    &lt;br /&gt;In between the sheets    &lt;br /&gt;Or the sound you make    &lt;br /&gt;With every breathe    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like anything    &lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to the things you do    &lt;br /&gt;When you're going down on me    &lt;br /&gt;Or the sound you make with every breath you take    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like anything when you're loving me    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah    &lt;br /&gt;When you're loving me    &lt;br /&gt;How can I make it through    &lt;br /&gt;All the things you do    &lt;br /&gt;There's just got to be more to you and me    &lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to all the things you do    &lt;br /&gt;When you're going down on me    &lt;br /&gt;In between the sheets    &lt;br /&gt;Or the sound you make with every breath you take    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like anything    &lt;br /&gt;It's not like anything    &lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to    &lt;br /&gt;All the things you do    &lt;br /&gt;When you're going down on me    &lt;br /&gt;Or the sound you make with every breath    &lt;br /&gt;You take it's not like anything    &lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to you    &lt;br /&gt;Addicted to you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-8058216947088749304?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8058216947088749304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2010/01/addicted-saving-abel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8058216947088749304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8058216947088749304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2010/01/addicted-saving-abel.html' title='Addicted – Saving Abel'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-5179393278717540614</id><published>2009-10-14T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:40:21.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb – Miley Cyrus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I can almost see it   &lt;br /&gt;That dream I am dreaming    &lt;br /&gt;But there's a voice inside my head saying    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You'll never reach it&amp;quot;    &lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking    &lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels    &lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction    &lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking    &lt;br /&gt;But I gotta keep trying    &lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high    &lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain    &lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move    &lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle    &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose    &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there    &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;It's the climb    &lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing    &lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking    &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down    &lt;br /&gt;But no, I'm not breaking    &lt;br /&gt;I may not know it    &lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that    &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember most, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going    &lt;br /&gt;And I, I got to be strong    &lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain    &lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move    &lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle    &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose    &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there    &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!    &lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain    &lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move    &lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle    &lt;br /&gt;Somebody's gonna have to lose    &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there    &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!    &lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving, keep climbing    &lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, baby    &lt;br /&gt;It's all about, it's all about the climb    &lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-5179393278717540614?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5179393278717540614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/10/climb-miley-cyrus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/5179393278717540614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/5179393278717540614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/10/climb-miley-cyrus.html' title='The Climb – Miley Cyrus'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-1791162080849824101</id><published>2009-09-14T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:38:34.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thriller –Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark   &lt;br /&gt;Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart    &lt;br /&gt;You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it    &lt;br /&gt;You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes    &lt;br /&gt;You're paralyzed    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;And no one's gonna save you from the beast about strike    &lt;br /&gt;You know it's thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight    &lt;br /&gt;You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run    &lt;br /&gt;You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun    &lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination, girl!    &lt;br /&gt;But all the while you hear the creature creeping up behind    &lt;br /&gt;You're out of time    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes, girl    &lt;br /&gt;Thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight    &lt;br /&gt;Night creatures calling, the dead start to walk in their masquerade    &lt;br /&gt;There's no escaping the jaws of the alien this time    &lt;br /&gt;(They're open wide)    &lt;br /&gt;This is the end of your life    &lt;br /&gt;They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side    &lt;br /&gt;They will possess you unless you change that number on your dial    &lt;br /&gt;Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;All through the night I'll save you from the terror on the screen    &lt;br /&gt;I'll make you see    &lt;br /&gt;That this is thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try    &lt;br /&gt;Thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;So let me hold you tight and share a    &lt;br /&gt;Killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;Girl, I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try    &lt;br /&gt;Thriller, thriller night    &lt;br /&gt;So let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller, ow!    &lt;br /&gt;(I'm gonna thrill ya tonight)    &lt;br /&gt;Darkness falls across the land    &lt;br /&gt;The midnight hour is close at hand    &lt;br /&gt;Creatures crawl in search of blood    &lt;br /&gt;To terrorize y'alls neighborhood    &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, ooh baby    &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, oh darlin'    &lt;br /&gt;Thriller night, baby, ooh!    &lt;br /&gt;The foulest stench is in the air    &lt;br /&gt;The funk of forty thousand years    &lt;br /&gt;And grizzly ghouls from every tomb    &lt;br /&gt;Are closing in to seal your doom    &lt;br /&gt;And though you fight to stay alive    &lt;br /&gt;Your body starts to shiver    &lt;br /&gt;For no mere mortal can resist    &lt;br /&gt;The evil of the thriller&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-1791162080849824101?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1791162080849824101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/09/thriller-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/1791162080849824101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/1791162080849824101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/09/thriller-michael-jackson.html' title='Thriller –Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-8223222368890256317</id><published>2009-09-12T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:12:40.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling you – Blue October</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There's something that I can't quite explain   &lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;You'll never take that away    &lt;br /&gt;And if I've said it a hundred times before    &lt;br /&gt;Expect a thousand more    &lt;br /&gt;You'll never take that away    &lt;br /&gt;Well expect me to be    &lt;br /&gt;Calling you to see    &lt;br /&gt;If you're okay when I'm not around    &lt;br /&gt;Asking &amp;quot;Do you love me?&amp;quot;    &lt;br /&gt;I love the way you make it sound    &lt;br /&gt;Calling you to see    &lt;br /&gt;Do I try too hard to make you smile?    &lt;br /&gt;To make us smile    &lt;br /&gt;I will keep calling you to see    &lt;br /&gt;If you're sleeping, are you dreaming    &lt;br /&gt;If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me    &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you actually picked me    &lt;br /&gt;I thought that the world had lost it's way    &lt;br /&gt;(It's so hard sometimes)    &lt;br /&gt;Then I fell in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;(Then came you)    &lt;br /&gt;(Then came you)    &lt;br /&gt;And you took that away    &lt;br /&gt;(It's not so difficult,    &lt;br /&gt;The world is not so difficult)    &lt;br /&gt;You take away the old    &lt;br /&gt;Show me the new    &lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you    &lt;br /&gt;So while I'm on this phone    &lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles from home    &lt;br /&gt;I'll take the words you gave and send them back to you    &lt;br /&gt;I only want to see    &lt;br /&gt;If you're okay when I'm not around    &lt;br /&gt;Asking &amp;quot;Do you love me?&amp;quot;    &lt;br /&gt;I love the way you make it sound    &lt;br /&gt;Calling you to see    &lt;br /&gt;Do I try too hard to make you smile?    &lt;br /&gt;To make us smile    &lt;br /&gt;I will keep calling you to see    &lt;br /&gt;If you're sleeping, are you dreaming    &lt;br /&gt;If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me    &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you actually picked me    &lt;br /&gt;Well I will keep calling you to see    &lt;br /&gt;If you're sleeping, are you dreaming    &lt;br /&gt;If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me    &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you actually picked me    &lt;br /&gt;I will keep calling you to see    &lt;br /&gt;If you're sleeping, are you dreaming    &lt;br /&gt;If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me    &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you actually picked me    &lt;br /&gt;[series of “oh”s]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-8223222368890256317?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8223222368890256317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/09/calling-you-blue-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8223222368890256317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8223222368890256317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/09/calling-you-blue-october.html' title='Calling you – Blue October'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-6167849012648491457</id><published>2009-05-13T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:22:51.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in the family - Korn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Fred: say what, say what? (x4)   &lt;br /&gt;Jon: my dick is bigger than yours...    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: say what, say what? (x3)    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: my band is bigger than yours...    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucka, korny motherfucka.    &lt;br /&gt;Takin over flows is the limp pimp, need a bizkit to save this crew from jon    &lt;br /&gt;Davis. Im gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back cuz Im a    &lt;br /&gt;Kill, Im a kill. so watcha thinking mr. raggedy man? doin all you can to    &lt;br /&gt;Look like raggedy ann.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: Ill check you out punk, yes I know you feel it. you look like one of    &lt;br /&gt;Those dancers from the hanson video, you little faggot ho. please give me some    &lt;br /&gt;Shit to work with, cuz right now Im all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your    &lt;br /&gt;Daddy did.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: who the fuck you think youre talking to? ?     &lt;br /&gt;Jon: me.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: Im known for eatin little whiny chumps like you.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: whatever.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: all up in my face with that...    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: are you ready? !?     &lt;br /&gt;Fred: but halitosis, is all youre rockin steady. you little fairy, smelling    &lt;br /&gt;All your flowers. nappy hairy chest, look its austin powers!    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: yeah, baby!    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: I hear ya tweetin on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best, theres    &lt;br /&gt;No place to hide.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: what the fuck ya sayin? youre a pimp whateva, limp dick. fred durst    &lt;br /&gt;Needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what hes saying. wannabe funk doobiest is    &lt;br /&gt;What youre playin, rippin up a bad counterfeit, fakin! plus your bills im    &lt;br /&gt;Paying, you cant eat that shit every day, fred. lay off the bacon.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: say what, say what? you better watch your fuckin mouth, jon.    &lt;br /&gt;Chorus:    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: so you hate me?     &lt;br /&gt;Fred: and I hate you!    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: you know what, you know what?     &lt;br /&gt;Both: its all in the family.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: I hate you!    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: and you hate me!    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: you know what, you know what?     &lt;br /&gt;Both: its all in the family.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: look at you fool, Im gonna fuck you up twice, throwin rhymes at me like,    &lt;br /&gt;Oh shit allright, vanilla ice. ya better run, run while ya can, youll never    &lt;br /&gt;Fuck me up, bisc limpkit. at least I got a phat, original band.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: whos hot, whos not?     &lt;br /&gt;Jon: you.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: you best step back, korn on the cob, you need a new job. time to take    &lt;br /&gt;Them mic skills back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: fuck you.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: you pumpkin pie, Ill jack-off in your eye. climbing shoots and ladders,    &lt;br /&gt;While your ego shatters. but you just cant get away.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: get a gay?     &lt;br /&gt;Fred: because its doomsday kid, its doomsday.    &lt;br /&gt;Chorus    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: you call yourself a singer?     &lt;br /&gt;Jon: yep.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: youre more like jerry springer.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: oh cool!    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: your favorite band is winger,    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: winger?     &lt;br /&gt;Fred: and all you eat is zingers. youre like a fruity pebble, your favorite    &lt;br /&gt;Flag is rebel.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: its just too bad that youre a fag, and on a lower level.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: so youre from jacksonville, kickin it like buffalo bill. gettin    &lt;br /&gt;Butt-fucked by your uncle chuck, while your sisters on her knees waitin for    &lt;br /&gt;Your little peanut.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: wait, whered ya get that little dance?     &lt;br /&gt;Jon: over here.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: like them idiots in waco, youre burning up in bako where your father had    &lt;br /&gt;Your mother, your mother had your brother, its just too bad your fathers mad,    &lt;br /&gt;Your mothers now your lover.    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin wheelie? you love it down    &lt;br /&gt;South, and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth.    &lt;br /&gt;Chorus    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: and I love you!    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: and I want you!    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: and Ill suck you!    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: and Ill fuck you!    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: and Ill butt-fuck you!    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: and Ill eat you!    &lt;br /&gt;Jon: and Ill lick your little dick, motherfucka.    &lt;br /&gt;Fred: say what? say... what?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-6167849012648491457?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6167849012648491457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-in-family-korn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/6167849012648491457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/6167849012648491457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-in-family-korn.html' title='All in the family - Korn'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-4610973754132368282</id><published>2009-04-24T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:39:55.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Song – Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone   &lt;br /&gt;In the front seat of his car    &lt;br /&gt;He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel    &lt;br /&gt;The other on my heart    &lt;br /&gt;I look around, turn the radio down    &lt;br /&gt;He says, ?Baby is something wrong??    &lt;br /&gt;I say, ?Nothing I was just thinking    &lt;br /&gt;How we don't have a song? and he says    &lt;br /&gt;Our song is the slamming screen door    &lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window    &lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's late and your mama don't know    &lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh    &lt;br /&gt;The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have    &lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, 'fore I said amen    &lt;br /&gt;Asking God if He could play it again    &lt;br /&gt;I was walking up the front porch steps    &lt;br /&gt;After everything that day    &lt;br /&gt;Had gone all wrong or been trampled on    &lt;br /&gt;And lost and thrown away    &lt;br /&gt;Got to the hallway, well, on my way    &lt;br /&gt;To my lovin' bed    &lt;br /&gt;I almost didn't notice all the roses    &lt;br /&gt;And the note that said    &lt;br /&gt;Our song is the slamming screen door    &lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window    &lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's late and your mama don't know    &lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh    &lt;br /&gt;The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have    &lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, 'fore I said amen    &lt;br /&gt;Asking God if He could play it again    &lt;br /&gt;I've heard every album, listened to the radio    &lt;br /&gt;Waited for something to come along    &lt;br /&gt;That was as good as our song    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause our song is the slamming screen door    &lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window    &lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and he talks real slow    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's late and his mama don't know    &lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way he laughs    &lt;br /&gt;The first date man, I didn't kiss him and I should have    &lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, 'fore I said amen    &lt;br /&gt;Asking God if He could play it again    &lt;br /&gt;Play it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone    &lt;br /&gt;In the front seat of his car    &lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a pen and an old napkin    &lt;br /&gt;And I wrote down our song&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-4610973754132368282?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4610973754132368282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-song-taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/4610973754132368282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/4610973754132368282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-song-taylor-swift.html' title='Our Song – Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-1331331864567427516</id><published>2009-04-24T22:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:36:54.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Of You - Selena</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Late at night when all the world is sleeping   &lt;br /&gt;I stay up and think of you and I wish on a star    &lt;br /&gt;That somewhere you are thinking of me too    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight    &lt;br /&gt;'Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight    &lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be    &lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room dreaming about you and me    &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you ever see me (see me)    &lt;br /&gt;and I wonder if you know I'm there (am I there, am I?)    &lt;br /&gt;If you looked in my eyes would you see what's inside    &lt;br /&gt;Would you even care    &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you close but so far    &lt;br /&gt;All I have are dreams of you    &lt;br /&gt;So I wait for the day (wait for the day) and the courage to say    &lt;br /&gt;How much I love you    &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do    &lt;br /&gt;I'll be dreaming of you tonight    &lt;br /&gt;'Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight    &lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be    &lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room dreaming about you and me    &lt;br /&gt;Ahh ahh    &lt;br /&gt;Corazón    &lt;br /&gt;(I can't stop dreaming of you)    &lt;br /&gt;No puedo dejar de pensar en ti    &lt;br /&gt;(I can't stop dreaming)    &lt;br /&gt;Como te necesito    &lt;br /&gt;(I can't stop dreaming of you)    &lt;br /&gt;Mi amor, como te extraño    &lt;br /&gt;Late at night when all the world is sleeping    &lt;br /&gt;I stay up and think of you    &lt;br /&gt;And I still can't believe    &lt;br /&gt;That you came up to me and said    &lt;br /&gt;I love you    &lt;br /&gt;I love you too    &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dreaming with you tonight    &lt;br /&gt;'Til tomorrow ('til tomorrow) and for all of my life    &lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be    &lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room dreaming with you endlessly    &lt;br /&gt;(Dreaming with you tonight)    &lt;br /&gt;('Til tomorrow) With you tonight ('Til tomorrow)    &lt;br /&gt;(I'll be holding you tight)    &lt;br /&gt;(And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be) rather be    &lt;br /&gt;(Than here in my room dreaming with you) I'll be dreaming of you tonight    &lt;br /&gt;(endlessly, endlessly)    &lt;br /&gt;I'll be dreaming of you tonight    &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be holding you tight ('til tomorrow)    &lt;br /&gt;Dreaming with you (endlessly) tonight    &lt;br /&gt;(Endlessly, endlessly)    &lt;br /&gt;(Dreaming)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-1331331864567427516?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1331331864567427516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreaming-of-you-selena_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/1331331864567427516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/1331331864567427516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreaming-of-you-selena_24.html' title='Dreaming Of You - Selena'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-9084029675055582202</id><published>2009-04-24T22:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:32:41.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Could Fall In Love - Selena</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I could lose my heart tonight   &lt;br /&gt;If you don't turn and walk away    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause the way I feel I might    &lt;br /&gt;Lose control and let you stay    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I could take you in my arms     &lt;br /&gt;And never let go    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;I could only wonder how    &lt;br /&gt;Touching you would make me feel    &lt;br /&gt;But if I take that chance right now    &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will you want me still?    &lt;br /&gt;So I should keep this to myself    &lt;br /&gt;And never let you know    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;And I know it's not right    &lt;br /&gt;And I guess I should try to do what I should do    &lt;br /&gt;But I could fall in love    &lt;br /&gt;Fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;Siempre estoy soñando en ti    &lt;br /&gt;Besandos mis labios, acariciando mi piel    &lt;br /&gt;Abrazandome con ansias locas    &lt;br /&gt;Imaginando que me amas    &lt;br /&gt;Cómo yo podria amarte a ti    &lt;br /&gt;So I should keep this to myself    &lt;br /&gt;And never let you know    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love with you    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love    &lt;br /&gt;I could fall in love    &lt;br /&gt;With you... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-9084029675055582202?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9084029675055582202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreaming-of-you-selena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/9084029675055582202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/9084029675055582202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreaming-of-you-selena.html' title='I Could Fall In Love - Selena'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-2256256267457012592</id><published>2009-04-21T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:47:19.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hero - Paramore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Too alarming now to talk about   &lt;br /&gt;Take your pictures down and shake it out    &lt;br /&gt;Truth or consequence, say it aloud    &lt;br /&gt;Use that evidence, race it around    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary    &lt;br /&gt;Don't the best of them bleed it out    &lt;br /&gt;While the rest of them peter out    &lt;br /&gt;Truth or consequence, say it aloud    &lt;br /&gt;Use that evidence, race it around    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary    &lt;br /&gt;Kudos my hero leaving all the best    &lt;br /&gt;You know my hero, the one that's on    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;Watch him as he goes    &lt;br /&gt;There goes my hero    &lt;br /&gt;He's ordinary&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-2256256267457012592?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2256256267457012592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hero-paramore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/2256256267457012592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/2256256267457012592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hero-paramore.html' title='My Hero - Paramore'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-1758495153896148686</id><published>2009-04-21T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:34:23.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decoy - Paramore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Close your eyes and make believe    &lt;br /&gt;This is where you want to be     &lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the memories,     &lt;br /&gt;Try to forget love cause love's forgotten me     &lt;br /&gt;Well hey, hey baby, it's never too late pretty soon you won't remember a thing     &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be distant, the stars reminiscing     &lt;br /&gt;Your heart's been wasted on me     &lt;br /&gt;You've never been so used as I'm using you, abusing you     &lt;br /&gt;My little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;Don't look so blue, you should've seen right through     &lt;br /&gt;I'm using you, my little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;My little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;Live your life inside a dream     &lt;br /&gt;Time is changing everything     &lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the memories     &lt;br /&gt;And I'm forcing to you just cause you're into me     &lt;br /&gt;Well hey, hey baby, it's never too late     &lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone you won't remember a thing     &lt;br /&gt;But I can't stay and you know I won't wait     &lt;br /&gt;I was gone from the very first day     &lt;br /&gt;You've never been so used as I'm using you, abusing you     &lt;br /&gt;My little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;Don't look so blue, you should've seen right through     &lt;br /&gt;I'm using you, my little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh.     &lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry at all     &lt;br /&gt;(not sorry at all, not sorry. no.)     &lt;br /&gt;I won't be sorry at all     &lt;br /&gt;(not sorry at all, not sorry. no.)     &lt;br /&gt;I'd do it over again     &lt;br /&gt;Don't look so blue, my little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;You should've seen right through, my little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;You've never been so used, my little decoy     &lt;br /&gt;And so I'm using you, my little decoy &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-1758495153896148686?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1758495153896148686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/decoy-paramore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/1758495153896148686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/1758495153896148686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/decoy-paramore.html' title='Decoy - Paramore'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-8307343218255962362</id><published>2009-04-09T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:31:22.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the devil with the black dress on – Jack off Jill</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wash off those scabs dear    &lt;br /&gt;or fingernail pick them clean     &lt;br /&gt;Pray to all your long lost demons     &lt;br /&gt;and justify your means     &lt;br /&gt;Devil has a new shape     &lt;br /&gt;Devil has a new ride     &lt;br /&gt;Devil has a problem but he locks it up inside     &lt;br /&gt;Shit angel     &lt;br /&gt;Kids sure like the devil these days     &lt;br /&gt;and I'm the devil with the black dress on     &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to own me angel     &lt;br /&gt;cause I own you now you're gone     &lt;br /&gt;Kids sure like the devil these days     &lt;br /&gt;and I'm the devil with the black dress on     &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to hate me angel     &lt;br /&gt;cause I hate you now you're gone     &lt;br /&gt;Did you believe it cause I said so     &lt;br /&gt;Did you believe it was true     &lt;br /&gt;Did you believe it cause I said so angel     &lt;br /&gt;I sure lied to you     &lt;br /&gt;Did you believe it cause I said so     &lt;br /&gt;Did you believe it was true     &lt;br /&gt;I'm eternal and infernal and I sure lied to you     &lt;br /&gt;Shit angel     &lt;br /&gt;Kids sure like the devil these days     &lt;br /&gt;and I'm the devil with the black dress on     &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to own me angel     &lt;br /&gt;cause I own you now you're gone     &lt;br /&gt;Kids sure like the devil these days     &lt;br /&gt;and I'm the devil with the black dress on     &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to hate me angel     &lt;br /&gt;cause I hate you now you're gone     &lt;br /&gt;Good girl with the black eyes     &lt;br /&gt;Believe in future past     &lt;br /&gt;Everything that I want happens     &lt;br /&gt;See how long that lasts     &lt;br /&gt;Devil has a hot rod     &lt;br /&gt;Devil high on speed     &lt;br /&gt;Devil has a black dress     &lt;br /&gt;So her arms can bleed     &lt;br /&gt;Kids sure like the devil these days     &lt;br /&gt;and I'm the devil with the black dress on     &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know me angel     &lt;br /&gt;cause I know you now you're gone     &lt;br /&gt;Kids sure like the devil these days     &lt;br /&gt;and I'm the devil with the black dress on     &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to hurt me angel     &lt;br /&gt;cause I'm hurting now you're gone     &lt;br /&gt;Go go go gone     &lt;br /&gt;Go go go gone     &lt;br /&gt;Go go go go go go go     &lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-8307343218255962362?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8307343218255962362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/devil-with-black-dress-on-jack-off-jill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8307343218255962362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8307343218255962362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/devil-with-black-dress-on-jack-off-jill.html' title='the devil with the black dress on – Jack off Jill'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-8524641059701352945</id><published>2009-03-27T13:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:30:56.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See you on the other side – Ozzy Osbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Voices, a thousand, thousand voices   &lt;br /&gt;Whispering, the time has passed for choices    &lt;br /&gt;Golden days are passing over, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to see you baby    &lt;br /&gt;Although my eyes are open wide    &lt;br /&gt;But I know Ill see you once more    &lt;br /&gt;When I see you, Ill see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;Yes, Ill see you, Ill see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;Leaving, I hate to see you cry    &lt;br /&gt;Grieving, I hate to say goodbye    &lt;br /&gt;Dust and ash forever, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Though I know we mus be parted    &lt;br /&gt;As sure as stars are in the sky    &lt;br /&gt;Im gonna see when it comes to glory    &lt;br /&gt;And Ill see you, Ill see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;Yes Ill see you, Ill see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;Never thought Id feel like this    &lt;br /&gt;Strange to be alone, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;But well be together    &lt;br /&gt;Carved in stone, carved in stone, carved in stone    &lt;br /&gt;Hold me, hold me thight, Im falling    &lt;br /&gt;Far away. distant voices calling    &lt;br /&gt;Im so cold. I need you darling, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;I was down, but now Im flying    &lt;br /&gt;Straight across the great divide    &lt;br /&gt;I know youre crying, but Ill stop you crying    &lt;br /&gt;When I see you, I see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;Yes. Ill see you. see you on the othe side    &lt;br /&gt;Im gonna see you. see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;God knows Ill see you, see you on the other side, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Ill see you. see you on the othe side    &lt;br /&gt;Im gonna see you. see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;God knows Ill see you, see you on the other side, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you, yeah, yeah, yeah, see you on the other side    &lt;br /&gt;God knows Ill see you, see you on the other side, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Im gonna see you. see you on the other side&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-8524641059701352945?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8524641059701352945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-you-on-other-side-ozzy-osbourne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8524641059701352945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8524641059701352945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-you-on-other-side-ozzy-osbourne.html' title='See you on the other side – Ozzy Osbourne'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-206787402079943737</id><published>2009-03-27T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:23:16.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama I’m Coming Home – Ozzy Osbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Times have changed and times are strange   &lt;br /&gt;Here I come but I ain't the same    &lt;br /&gt;Mama, I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;Times go by, seems to be    &lt;br /&gt;You could have been a better friend to me    &lt;br /&gt;Mama, I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;You took me in and you drove me out    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Lost and found and turned around     &lt;br /&gt;By the fire in your eyes    &lt;br /&gt;You made me cry, you told me lies    &lt;br /&gt;But I can't stand to say goodbye    &lt;br /&gt;Mama, I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;I could be right, I could be wrong    &lt;br /&gt;It hurts so bad it's been so long    &lt;br /&gt;Mama, I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;Selfish love yeah we're both alone    &lt;br /&gt;The ride before the fall, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna take this heart of stone    &lt;br /&gt;I just got to have it all    &lt;br /&gt;I've seen your face a hundred times    &lt;br /&gt;Everyday we've been apart     &lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the sunshine, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause mama, mama, I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;You took me in and you drove me out    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Lost and found an turned around    &lt;br /&gt;By the fire in your eyes    &lt;br /&gt;I've seen your face a thousand times    &lt;br /&gt;Everyday we've been apart    &lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the sunshine, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause mama, mama, I'm comin home    &lt;br /&gt;I'm comin home     &lt;br /&gt;I'm comin home&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-206787402079943737?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/206787402079943737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/mama-im-coming-home-ozzy-osbourne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/206787402079943737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/206787402079943737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/mama-im-coming-home-ozzy-osbourne.html' title='Mama I’m Coming Home – Ozzy Osbourne'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-5113570920021434919</id><published>2009-03-27T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:15:04.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Sign – Robert Pattinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Broken she   &lt;br /&gt;Has her arms twisted    &lt;br /&gt;Is pointing at me    &lt;br /&gt;I'll stand, but I ain't coming    &lt;br /&gt;Over as she    &lt;br /&gt;She spoke with a voice    &lt;br /&gt;That struck at the sky    &lt;br /&gt;She said, &amp;quot;come on over    &lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet    &lt;br /&gt;I'll wrap you in my arms&amp;quot;    &lt;br /&gt;And She said, &amp;quot;Let me sign&amp;quot;    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Let me sign&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-5113570920021434919?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5113570920021434919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-sign-robert-pattinson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/5113570920021434919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/5113570920021434919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-sign-robert-pattinson.html' title='Let Me Sign – Robert Pattinson'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-555595336581905149</id><published>2009-03-27T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:51:42.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Think – Robert Pattinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I should never think   &lt;br /&gt;What's in your heart    &lt;br /&gt;What's in our home    &lt;br /&gt;So I won't    &lt;br /&gt;You'll learn to hate me    &lt;br /&gt;But still call me baby    &lt;br /&gt;Oh love    &lt;br /&gt;So call me by my name    &lt;br /&gt;And save your soul    &lt;br /&gt;Save your soul    &lt;br /&gt;Before your to far gone    &lt;br /&gt;Before nothing can be done    &lt;br /&gt;I'll try to decide when    &lt;br /&gt;She'll lie in the end    &lt;br /&gt;I ain't got no fight in me    &lt;br /&gt;In this whole damn world    &lt;br /&gt;Tell you to hold off    &lt;br /&gt;You choose to hold on    &lt;br /&gt;It's the one thing that I've known    &lt;br /&gt;Once I put my coat on    &lt;br /&gt;I coming out in this all wrong    &lt;br /&gt;She standing outside holding me    &lt;br /&gt;Saying oh please    &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love    &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love    &lt;br /&gt;Girl save your soul    &lt;br /&gt;Go on save your soul    &lt;br /&gt;Before it's to far gone    &lt;br /&gt;And before nothing can be done    &lt;br /&gt;Cause without me    &lt;br /&gt;You got it all    &lt;br /&gt;So hold on    &lt;br /&gt;Without me you got it all    &lt;br /&gt;So hold on    &lt;br /&gt;Without me you got it all    &lt;br /&gt;Without me you got it all    &lt;br /&gt;So hold on    &lt;br /&gt;Without me you got it all    &lt;br /&gt;Without me you got it all    &lt;br /&gt;So hold on&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-555595336581905149?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/555595336581905149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-think-robert-pattinson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/555595336581905149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/555595336581905149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-think-robert-pattinson.html' title='Never Think – Robert Pattinson'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-3094254585117776973</id><published>2009-03-27T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:42:46.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story – Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We were both young when I first saw you.    &lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts:     &lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.     &lt;br /&gt;See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.     &lt;br /&gt;See you make your way through the crowd     &lt;br /&gt;and say hello;     &lt;br /&gt;Little did I know     &lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo; you were throwing pebbles,     &lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said, &amp;quot;Stay away from Juliet.&amp;quot;     &lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase,     &lt;br /&gt;begging you, 'Please, don't go.'     &lt;br /&gt;And I said,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.     &lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.     &lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess     &lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'     &lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you.     &lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew.     &lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes; escape this town for a little while.     &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter,     &lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said &amp;quot;Stay away from Juliet,&amp;quot;     &lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me; I was begging you, 'Please, don't go,'     &lt;br /&gt;And I said,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.     &lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.     &lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess     &lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'     &lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me; they're tryin' to tell me how to feel.     &lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real.     &lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid; we'll make it out of this mess.     &lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'     &lt;br /&gt;Oh.     &lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting,     &lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever comin' around.     &lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading     &lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town.     &lt;br /&gt;And I said,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Romeo save me - I've been feeling so alone.     &lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come.     &lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head? I don't know what to think-&amp;quot;     &lt;br /&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Marry me, Juliet. you'll never have to be alone.     &lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know.     &lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress;     &lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'     &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh.     &lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-3094254585117776973?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3094254585117776973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-story-taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/3094254585117776973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/3094254585117776973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-story-taylor-swift.html' title='Love Story – Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-480555633218026778</id><published>2009-03-27T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:57:10.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Me – Blue October</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(Verse 1)    &lt;br /&gt;I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don't lose my head     &lt;br /&gt;They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed     &lt;br /&gt;Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone     &lt;br /&gt;Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home     &lt;br /&gt;There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain     &lt;br /&gt;An ounce of peace is all I want for you, Will you never call again?     &lt;br /&gt;And will you never say that you loved me just to put it in my face     &lt;br /&gt;And will you never try to reach me, it is I that wanted space     &lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 1)     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me today.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things i didn't do for you.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finaly see what's good for you.     &lt;br /&gt;(Verse 2)     &lt;br /&gt;I'm sober now for 3 whole months, it's one accomplishment that you helped me with.     &lt;br /&gt;The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch again.     &lt;br /&gt;In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night     &lt;br /&gt;While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight     &lt;br /&gt;You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate.     &lt;br /&gt;You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take     &lt;br /&gt;So I'll drive so fucking far away that I'll never cross your mind     &lt;br /&gt;And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind     &lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me today.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things i didn't do for you.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you.     &lt;br /&gt;(Verse 3)     &lt;br /&gt;And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave     &lt;br /&gt;Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I have made     &lt;br /&gt;And like a baby boy I never was a man     &lt;br /&gt;Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand     &lt;br /&gt;And then I fell down yelling &amp;quot;Make it go away!&amp;quot;     &lt;br /&gt;Just make her smile come back and shine just like it used to be     &lt;br /&gt;And then she whispered &amp;quot;How can you do this to me?&amp;quot;     &lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me today.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things i didn't do for you.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow.     &lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-480555633218026778?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/480555633218026778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/hate-me-blue-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/480555633218026778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/480555633218026778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/hate-me-blue-october.html' title='Hate Me – Blue October'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-4770657876290338491</id><published>2009-03-27T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:47:18.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery Business-Paramore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;[Hit that, Hit that snare]    &lt;br /&gt;I'm in the business of misery,     &lt;br /&gt;Let's take it from the top.     &lt;br /&gt;She's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock.     &lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of time before we all run out,     &lt;br /&gt;When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.     &lt;br /&gt;I waited eight long months,     &lt;br /&gt;She finally set him free.     &lt;br /&gt;I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me.     &lt;br /&gt;Two weeks, we caught on fire,     &lt;br /&gt;She's got it out for me,     &lt;br /&gt;But I wear the biggest smile.     &lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag     &lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now.     &lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag     &lt;br /&gt;To steal it all away from you now.     &lt;br /&gt;But, God, does it feel so good,     &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got him where I want him now.     &lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would.     &lt;br /&gt;It's gonna just feels so...     &lt;br /&gt;It just feels so good.     &lt;br /&gt;Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.     &lt;br /&gt;Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.     &lt;br /&gt;And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.     &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry honey, but I passed it out, now look this way.     &lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a million other girls who do it just like you.     &lt;br /&gt;Looking as innocent as possible to get to who...     &lt;br /&gt;they want and what they like, it's easy if you do it right.     &lt;br /&gt;Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!     &lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag     &lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now.     &lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag     &lt;br /&gt;To steal it all away from you now.     &lt;br /&gt;But, God, does it feel so good,     &lt;br /&gt;Cause I got him where I want him right now.     &lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would.     &lt;br /&gt;'Cause, God, it just feels so...     &lt;br /&gt;It just feels so good.     &lt;br /&gt;I watched his wildest dreams come true     &lt;br /&gt;Not one of them involving you     &lt;br /&gt;Just watch my wildest dreams come true     &lt;br /&gt;Not one of them involving...     &lt;br /&gt;Whoa! I never meant to brag!     &lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now!     &lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag     &lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now.     &lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag     &lt;br /&gt;To steal it all away from you now.     &lt;br /&gt;But, God, does it feel so good,     &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got him where I want him now.     &lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would.     &lt;br /&gt;'Cause, God, it just feels so...     &lt;br /&gt;It just feels so good. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-4770657876290338491?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4770657876290338491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/misery-business-paramore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/4770657876290338491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/4770657876290338491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/misery-business-paramore.html' title='Misery Business-Paramore'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-8298497824655619839</id><published>2009-03-25T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:15:33.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart ?-Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wish I had concentrated,    &lt;br /&gt;They said love was complicated,     &lt;br /&gt;But it's something i just fell into,     &lt;br /&gt;And it was over-rated     &lt;br /&gt;But just look what I've created     &lt;br /&gt;I came out alive but I'm black and blue-ue     &lt;br /&gt;Before you ask me if I'm alright,     &lt;br /&gt;Think about what i,     &lt;br /&gt;Had to do-oo, yeah     &lt;br /&gt;Wake up and smell the break-up     &lt;br /&gt;Fix my heart, put on my make-up     &lt;br /&gt;Another mess i didn't plan,     &lt;br /&gt;And I'll bet, you thought you'd beat me,     &lt;br /&gt;Wish you could only see,     &lt;br /&gt;I've got an i heart question mark,     &lt;br /&gt;Written on the back of my hand.     &lt;br /&gt;I'd be fine if you just walked by,     &lt;br /&gt;But you had to talk about why,     &lt;br /&gt;You were wrong and i was right,     &lt;br /&gt;But i can't believe you made me,     &lt;br /&gt;Sit at home and cry like a baby,     &lt;br /&gt;Wait right by the phone every night,     &lt;br /&gt;And now you ask about you and i,     &lt;br /&gt;There's no you and i,     &lt;br /&gt;Remember what you put me through,     &lt;br /&gt;I had to,     &lt;br /&gt;Wake up and smell the break-up,     &lt;br /&gt;Fix my heart put on my make-up,     &lt;br /&gt;Another mess i didn't plan,     &lt;br /&gt;And I'll bet, you thought you'd beat me     &lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd could only see     &lt;br /&gt;I got an i heart question mark,     &lt;br /&gt;Written on the back of my hand     &lt;br /&gt;And when you're home alone at night,     &lt;br /&gt;You'll still wonder     &lt;br /&gt;Why you took everything i had, oh baby     &lt;br /&gt;I had a lot about you and i,     &lt;br /&gt;There's no you and i,     &lt;br /&gt;And i know,     &lt;br /&gt;Someday you will...     &lt;br /&gt;Wake up and smell the break-up,     &lt;br /&gt;Realize that we won't make-up     &lt;br /&gt;It didn't go the way you planed,     &lt;br /&gt;And you'll know you didn't beat me,     &lt;br /&gt;When you look down and see,     &lt;br /&gt;I've got an i heart question mark     &lt;br /&gt;Written on the back of my hand,     &lt;br /&gt;Written on the back of my hand     &lt;br /&gt;An i heart question mark, yeah     &lt;br /&gt;Written on the back of my hand&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-8298497824655619839?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8298497824655619839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8298497824655619839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/8298497824655619839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-taylor-swift.html' title='I Heart ?-Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-8171310338783408894</id><published>2009-03-25T20:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:11:08.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I caught myself-Paramore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Down to you,    &lt;br /&gt;You're pushing and pulling me down to you     &lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what I,     &lt;br /&gt;Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself     &lt;br /&gt;From saying something that I should have never thought     &lt;br /&gt;Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself     &lt;br /&gt;From saying something that I should have never thought of you, of you     &lt;br /&gt;You're pushing and pulling me down to you,     &lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what I want,     &lt;br /&gt;No I don't know what I want     &lt;br /&gt;You got it, you got it,     &lt;br /&gt;Some kind of magic     &lt;br /&gt;Hypnotic, hypnotic,     &lt;br /&gt;You're leaving me breathless     &lt;br /&gt;I hate this, I hate this,     &lt;br /&gt;You're not the one I believe in     &lt;br /&gt;With God as my witness     &lt;br /&gt;Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself,     &lt;br /&gt;From saying something that I should have never thought     &lt;br /&gt;Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself,     &lt;br /&gt;From saying something that I should have never thought of you, of you     &lt;br /&gt;You're pushing and pulling me down to you     &lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what I want     &lt;br /&gt;No I don't know what I want     &lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I want     &lt;br /&gt;But I know it's not you     &lt;br /&gt;Keep pushing and pulling me down,     &lt;br /&gt;But I know in my heart it's not you     &lt;br /&gt;Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself,     &lt;br /&gt;From saying something that I should have never thought     &lt;br /&gt;Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself,     &lt;br /&gt;From saying something that I should have never thought of you     &lt;br /&gt;I knew, I know in my heart it's not you     &lt;br /&gt;I knew, but now I know what I want, I want, I want,     &lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I should have never thought&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1386914844804277928-3027328147698160642?l=christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3027328147698160642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/decode-paramore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/3027328147698160642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1386914844804277928/posts/default/3027328147698160642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesfavoritesongs.blogspot.com/2009/03/decode-paramore.html' title='Decode-Paramore'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514382338479105992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JppS4aiJoOc/ScrqIUB4KgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0cYF3eKDyeM/S220/PICT0155.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386914844804277928.post-5885813788034600651</id><published>2009-03-25T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:03:53.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supermassive black hole-Muse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh baby don't you know I suffer?    &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby can't you hear me moan?     &lt;br /&gt;You caught me under false pretences     &lt;br /&gt;How long before you let me go?     &lt;br /&gt;Oooh...You set my soul alight     &lt;br /&gt;Oooh...You set my soul alight     &lt;br /&gt;(oooh...You set my soul alight)     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;(oooh...You set my soul alight)     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;I thought I was a fool for no-one     &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I'm a fool for you     &lt;br /&gt;You're the queen of the superficial     &lt;br /&gt;And how long before you tell the truth     &lt;br /&gt;Oooh...You set my soul alight     &lt;br /&gt;Oooh...You set my soul alight     &lt;br /&gt;(oooh...You set my soul alight)     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;(oooh...You set my soul alight)     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;(sucked into the supermassive)     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;(oooh...You set my soul alight)     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;(oooh...You set my soul)     &lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night     &lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole     &lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;/p&gt; 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