Ive always been a fan of Matchbox Twenty, and will continue to be. I'll be 60 years old sitting in a condo singing to this song.  This weekend i did nada, but i have a few things i would like to mention. Be afraid, be very afraid ;)

 

Thing number one id like to mention is that i got my results back from my OGT test. I passed them all, all scored in advanced except for writing. Can you believe that? I got a accelerated in writing, and im writing right now perfectly well? I'm happy for the results that I received.

 

Thing number two id like to mention is that this is the final week of school. I have no idea what im going to do over the summer... probabley laying outside in a lawn chair or painting the house. One of the two. Exam week! Ukk.

 

Thing number three is that i cant keep from smiling. Can you guess why? :D No, you probabley cant. It has to deal with a special someone. I'm becoming attached, ahhhh. After 5 years of friendship, i havent been attached, and now.... its changed. I hope i dont spoil it. Yeah, i have my moods, but hey, you love me :D

 

Although i cant relate to the lyrics, i love the song just the way it is...

 

She says it's cold outside
And she hands me my raincoat
She's always worried
About things like that
She says it's all gonna end
And it might as well
Be my fault
And she only sleeps
When it's raining
And she screams
And her voice is straining

She says baby
It's 3 am
I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help
But be scared of it
All sometimes
Says the rain's
Gonna wash away,
I believe it

She's got a little bit
Of something,
God it's better
Than nothing
And in her
Color portrait world,
She believes
That she's got it all
She swears the moon don't hang
Quite as high as it used to
And she only sleeps
When it's raining
And she screams
And her voice is straining
She says baby
It's 3 am
I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help
But be scared of it
All sometimes
Says the rain's
Gonna wash away,
I believe it

She believes that life
Is made up of all
That you're used to
And the clock on the wall
Has been stuck at three for days,
And days
She thinks that happiness
Is a mat that sits on her doorway
But outside it stopped raining

She says baby
It's 3 am
I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help
But be scared of it
All sometimes
Says the rain's
Gonna wash away,
I believe it