Skuld, men ingen ångest. Tårar, men tom på tankar. Sitter här, fina kläder på, plattat hår och maskara i hela huvudet. Frågar någon mig varför har jag inget svar. Jag ska börja tänka, så fort hjärnan fattat vad som hänt, för hjärtat fattar. Så långt är kroppen med. Inser allvaret? Nä.
Imorgon börjar skolan igen. Intressant helg. Intressant vecka? We'll see. Så länge får Deatch Cab For Cutie dåna ur stereon, tillsammans med Wyclef Jean ft. Mary J. Blidge - 911. Some of you may understand, some of you may not. Nu ska jag klippa håret och se hur det blir. Vet en som lär tycka om det.
Oh yes I need you. <3

If death comes for me tonight girl,
I want you to know that I loved you.
And no matter how tough I would appear,
only to you I would reveal my tears.

So tell the police I ain't home tonight,
messing around with you is gonna get me alive.
But when I look into your eyes, man,
your worth that sacrifice, yeah yeah.

If this is the kinda' love that my mum used to warn me about, man,
I'm in trouble, I'm in real big trouble.
If this is the kinda' love that the old folks used to warn me about, man,
I'm in trouble, I'm in real big,
I need ya'll to do me a favor.

Someone please call 911.
(Pick up the phone yo).
Tell them I've just been shot down,
and the bullet's in my heart.
And it's piercing through my soul.
(I'm loosing blodd yo).
Feel my body getting cold.
(So cold, so cold)
Someone please call 911.
(Pick up the phone yo).
The alleged assailant is five foot one,
and she shot me through my soul.
Feel my body getting cold.

So cold.
Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner,
I think I'm trapped here for a while, yeah, yeah.
And every breath I fight to take,
It's as hard as these four walls I wanna break.

I told the cops you wasn't here tonight,
messing around with me is gonna get you alive, oh yeah, yeah.
But every time I look into your eyes, man,
it's worth the sacrifice.

If this is the kind of love that your mum used to warn you about,
Mary, you're in trouble, (I'm in real big trouble).
You're in real big trouble.
(Lord knows I'm in trouble).
If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about,
I'm in trouble, I'm in real big trouble. I'm in real big trouble.

You got anything to say girl?
Someone please call 911, yeah, yeah.
(Pick up the phone yo).
Tell them I've just been shot down.
(Tell them I just got shot down).
And it's piercing through my soul.
(I'm loosing blood yo).
Feel my body getting cold.
(So cold, so cold).
Someone please call 911.
(Can you do that for me).
The alleged assailant is five foot one,
and she shot me through my soul.
(And he shot me through my heart).
Feel my body getting cold.
(he didn't care, he didn't worry, he didn't wonder).