As years go by
I race the clock with you
But if you died right now
You know that I'd die to
I'd die too

You remind me of the times
When I knew who I was (I was)
But still the second hand will catch us
Like it always does

We'll make the same mistakes
I’ll take the fall for you
I hope you need this now
Cause I know I still do

Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you, for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you

Should I bite my tongue?
Until blood soaks my shirt
We'll never fall apart
Tell me why this hurts so much
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
But still we'll say, "remember when"
Just like we always do

Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you, for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you

Yeah I'd spill my heart!!!
Yeah I'd spill my heart for you!!!

My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Mistakes like friends do

My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes

Hi.

I know it's been a while since I've written in here, and I couldn't help a lot of that. A lot of it stems from Chele's mom and us not being able to afford to keep the internet. After that, we had a hell of a time with Hurricane Isabel, so what happened? We moved back to Chicago.

I think I made a mistake on that.

Don't get me wrong. It's nice that I'm working again, and it's nice to be around some of my friends again, but it's frustrating. Lately, I feel like all I'm ever doing is giving to my friends and family. I'm making sure my niece doesn't make a mess because it's the right thing to do. When I work on my e-fed, I play the characters my friends want me to play so I can get them to help me out.

What does it get me? Honestly?

Nothing.

People ignore me when it comes time for me to want things...time for me to need things. I just feel so frustrated, because I want to give my friends these things. I want to help them, care for them, and love them, and I feel like I'm getting nothing in return. I feel so frustrated...so hurt.

It's true...nice guys do finish last.