SONG OF THE WEEK Miley Cyrus FU Lyrics

EDIT: Wow, I can’t believe I found this. I thought that this post had deleted itself after I tried to publish is a few weeks ago. I just happened to come across it in my Drafts section.

I’m a tad pissed right now, I had a whole Song of The Week post written but it deleted itself and now I’ve changed my mind to FU. I like this song when I’m angry.

Lyrics:

[Intro:]
Oh, you broke my heart
I told you I was weak for love
But then you went around
And did what you wanted to do
And now I’m crying, crying

[Verse 1:]
Ooh, it seemed like everything was going fine
I found the love that I thought was gonna last
Then I accidentally saw a few things in your cell
I even LOL’d, man, I should’ve known
Why, why you’re doing what you do
You, you might as well just tell the honest truth
See, I’m not really down with this
This ain’t no texting shit
Know I got no biz,
But it is what it is

[Pre-Chorus:]
I don’t really have much to say
I was over it the second that I saw her name

[Chorus:]
I got two, ooh, ooh letters for you
One of them’s F and the other one’s U
‘Cause what you gotta do, is go get yourself a clue
Only two, ooh ooh letters to choose
One of them’s F and the other one’s U
SMH, I’m pressing send on you

[Post-Chorus: Miley Cyrus & French Montana]
Could’ve been this, could’ve been that
We done been there, we done been back
You ain’t with it, could’ve said that
Why you tripping, let me hit that
I ain’t trying to argue more.
I do it all for you,
You know you’re my right eye
Baby, let me show you

[Verse 2:]
Oh, I know what’s been going on
Don’t even try to act like Mr Super Nonchalant
What makes you think I’ll stick around
I’m not as stupid as you sound
And you sound really dumb right now
From A to Z, ooh
I got a lot of nasty things flowing up in my head
But none of them are worth my time
You’re not even worth this rhyme
And I don’t, I don’t give a flying

[Pre-Chorus:]
I don’t really have much to say
I was over it the second that I saw her name

[Chorus:]
I got two, ooh, ooh letters for you
One of them’s F and the other one’s U
‘Cause what you gotta do, is go get yourself a clue
Only two, ooh ooh letters to choose
One of them’s F and the other one’s U
SMH, I’m pressing send on you

Ooh, ooh, two letters for you, yeah, letters for you
What you trippin’ on, huh?
Girl, you know you’re wrong, huh?
Don’t let these girls drive you crazy

[Pre-Chorus:]
I don’t really have much to say
I was over it the second that I saw her name

[Chorus:]
I got two, ooh, ooh letters for you
One of them’s F and the other one’s U
‘Cause what you gotta do, is go get yourself a clue
Only two, ooh ooh letters to choose
One of them’s F and the other one’s U
SMH, I’m pressing send on you

Itching

I am suffering an irritating case of eczema and sebaceous dermatitis (the really bad dandruff/ itchy scalp thing). I am itching like hell and hydrocortisones are offering no relief. To make things better, I’ve ran out of the special shampoo I use for my scalp and nothing will calm the eczema – olive oil, moisturiser, coconut oil, Sudocreme, oatmeal – nothing, nada, zero.

Usually the above helps, but I’ve been having mood drops and that can’t be helping.  I’ve also been coming out in red areas that are itchy and sore but it isn’t eczema. Sigh, I just can’t win here

Lucy.

Back To School

So yesterday was back to school day *sobs* but thankfully it was only the registration day, when the school check that I didn’t commit suicide due the thought of spending another year in that school. Monday is the official first school day though, which I am not looking forward too. They had to give us the rest of the week off just to recover from registration day, how am I going to survive a whole week of 9am-3.30pm madness?

My new form teacher is a lunatic, but I love her. When I walked into assembly yesterday morning (late, of course) she started waving her arms and screaming my name. I didn’t need to ask who my form teacher was, nor did the rest of Year 11.

My timetable is okay, it seems a lot more manageable without the weight of classes like physics and chemistry and music. I’m concerned about two of the teachers though:I didn’t get my old French teacher (which I’m kind of disappointed about, I’ve gotten used to cowering at the back of the classroom), but I got the one who is apparently an awful teacher (not as bad as the French teacher who can’t speak French though…) and claims to hate children, even though she has four kids. The other teacher I’m concerned about is my history teacher, people say she’s cruel but I’m praying that if I behave she’ll like me – my old history teacher liked me.

I’m actually secretly looking forward to experiencing my new timetable. The unknown excites me.

Lucy.

SONG OF THE WEEK The Killers When You Were Young Video & Lyrics

Last night I went to my second Tennent’s Vital, starring Bastille and The Killers. When You Were Young is my favourite song from The Killers and it was their closing song. Of course, seeing it live is a lot better but the When You Were Young video will have to do for now as The Killers finished their tour last night.

 

Lyrics:
You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes

He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young

Can we climb this mountain
I don’t’ know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let’s take it easy
Easy now
Watch it go

We’re burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane
That started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
And see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the devil’s water
It ain’t so sweet
You don’t have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes

He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young
(talks like a gentleman)
(like you imagined)
When you were young

I said he doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
But more than you’ll ever know

 

Lucy.

Where Did The Summer Go?

The summer seems to have disappeared and the time I have left is pitifully short. In just seven short days I will became a GCSE pupil, a KS4 pupil, a senior school pupil, a year 11 and someone who looks down at year 8, 9 and 10 kids. It seems queer, I don’t remember most of the summer. Year 10 also seems to be a distant memory too. I’m already calling myself a Year 11, even though I usually don’t the hang of remembering what year I’m in until October. Maybe I’m just so used to the system, maybe my mind is trying to block out the horrors of Year Ten? Either way, the summer is nearly over and school is calling me back.

I suppose we never cherish what we have until it’s gone

Lucy.

Like 4 Like, Follow 4 Follow

#l4l #f4f #like4like #follow4follow #likeforlike and #followforfollow etc. are hashtags that I see all too often on Instagram. Personally, I think it’s quite desperate and goes under the category of ‘likewhoring’ – begging for likes. I only have about fifty followers, but they didn’t follow me because of some stupid hashtag.

I have some rules of my own about Instagram, the first being that I don’t use any of the above hashtags. The other is that I don’t like any posts that have the ‘like for like’ hashtag underneath, because I don’t want to be associated with people like that or give them what they want.

Last night I started my own hashtag – #Idontdol4landf4f – I don’t want to be part of the crowd. If you are with me on this issue maybe you could use this hashtag too :D

Lucy.