This thread is for stories using song titles, mmkay?
Hey! Don't you know who I think I am? I'm golden! But, sugar, we're going down with Tiffany Blews on the headfirst slide into Cooperstown on a bad bet. We were just completely dead on arrival, and this is why Iím writing letters form a plane crash.
Of all the gin joints in the world, you choose to come dance, dance here? You know what?! I've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth, 'cause snitches and talkers get stitches and walkers. But the thriller is: my heart is the worst kind of weapon.
All of these moving pictures make me think of how you're pretty in punk... I may as well be reinventing the wheel to run myself over, but I'm gonna give you an honorable mention. It's gonna be like, "I don't care! She's my Winona, and nobody puts a baby in the corner."
Thnks fr the mmrs, but when you signed that note "XO" I realized that I'm like a lawyer with the way I'm always trying to get you off. This here grenade jumper is debating the pros and cons of breathing, and you better tell that Mick he just made that list of things to do today. He better get ready, 'cause Parker Lewis can't lose!