...but I totally don't. OK, I do. He's a singer. (I think.) I suspect him of wearing tight jeans, and, given bandom trends, being ridiculously cute. I do not care to know more, but anyway: meme! (because it is lols, and also: the last two lines are awesome)
The "Be Pete Wentz" Poetry Meme
01. Put your music player on shuffle
02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title
Oh yeah, I´ll tell you something
You spurn my natural emotions
This thing called love I just can't handle it
If you were falling
Wont you come and go with me
if travel is searching
hang me out to dry
She's got a smile that it seems to me
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
he loves
You say yes, I say no
Mm ba ba de
Is this the real life?
I think I'm gonna be sad,
In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
I, I ain't got nobody
I must leave you tonight my love, remain so faithfully
Caught out running
Guess who just got back today?
There's something happening here
Now that the thrill of the massacre is over
So, in the name of accurate representation I made another one! (Yes, that is exactly why. *is shifty*)
silence swimming in a pool of dreams
Don't go breaking my heart
love, love, love
Again I see you standing there watching me
I see you walking
You are my sweetest downfall
I'm walking out in a force ten gale
Oh, Jeepers, creepers, whered ya get them peepers
I went down to st james infirmary
bicycle! bicycle! bicycle!
I see a red door and I want it painted black
If there's someone you can live without: do so
See this lifeline in chains
Some day, when I'm awfully low,
Hoch auf dem gelben Wagen
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me
Mit dem Pfeil, dem Bogen
Hey Jude, dont make it bad.
For a second of your life
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Flies are buzzing around my head
(It makes me happy)
The "Be Pete Wentz" Poetry Meme
01. Put your music player on shuffle
02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title
Oh yeah, I´ll tell you something
You spurn my natural emotions
This thing called love I just can't handle it
If you were falling
Wont you come and go with me
if travel is searching
hang me out to dry
She's got a smile that it seems to me
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
he loves
You say yes, I say no
Mm ba ba de
Is this the real life?
I think I'm gonna be sad,
In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
I, I ain't got nobody
I must leave you tonight my love, remain so faithfully
Caught out running
Guess who just got back today?
There's something happening here
Now that the thrill of the massacre is over
So, in the name of accurate representation I made another one! (Yes, that is exactly why. *is shifty*)
silence swimming in a pool of dreams
Don't go breaking my heart
love, love, love
Again I see you standing there watching me
I see you walking
You are my sweetest downfall
I'm walking out in a force ten gale
Oh, Jeepers, creepers, whered ya get them peepers
I went down to st james infirmary
bicycle! bicycle! bicycle!
I see a red door and I want it painted black
If there's someone you can live without: do so
See this lifeline in chains
Some day, when I'm awfully low,
Hoch auf dem gelben Wagen
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me
Mit dem Pfeil, dem Bogen
Hey Jude, dont make it bad.
For a second of your life
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Flies are buzzing around my head
(It makes me happy)