Pretty Girls Make Graves

blessed

Во меня накрыло

люди к-рые ждут экранизацию великого гэтсби …просто GET AWAY FROM MY LIFE !

Nobody can help me. I knew it. I have only myself to blame. It’s always the same.

мой первый корейский фильм.

Her name is Noelle
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour

Oh, how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me

'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
Ooohoo hoo hooooooo

Her boyfriend's a dick
He brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth

He lives on my block
And he drives an IROC
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me

'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
Ooohoo hoo hooooooo

Oh yeah, dirtbag!
No, she doesn't know what she's missing
Oh yeah, dirtbag!
No, she doesn't know what she's missing

Man, I feel like mould
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold!
She's walking over to me

This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about me?

She says, "I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you "
Ooohoo hoo hooooooo

Oh yeah, dirtbag!
No, she doesn't know what she's missing
Oh yeah, dirtbag!
No, she doesn't know what she's missing

‘Yes, ’ he cried, ‘you have killed my love! You used to stir my imagination. Now you don’t even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvelous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid. My God! how mad I was to love you! What a fool I have been! You are nothing to me now. I will never see you again. I will never think of you. I will never mention your name. You can’t know what you were to me, once. Why, once… Oh, I can’t bear to think of it! I wish I had never laid eyes upon you! You have spoiled the romance of my life. How little you can know of love if you say it mars your art! Without your art you are nothing. I would have made you famous, splendid, magnificent. The world would have worshiped you, and you would have borne my name. What are you now? A third-rate actress with a pretty face.