Miss Chaos

  • 24 yrs old
  • I'm a new mother to a 6 month old boy
  • I like to rant
  • I like conspiracy theories and parapsychology
  • I'm addicted to World of warcraft
  • I work at a women's shelter as a Family life Consoler
  • I like midnight runs around the neighborhood
  • I spend most of my free time with my family
  • My favorite colrs are yellow green and pink
  • I'm a Libra
  • I eat when I'm bored
  • I collect classic literature
  • I hate hilary clinton, liars and christians


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  • Monday, April 03, 2006

    Bed Of roses- Bon Jovi

    Sitting here wasted and wounded
    At this old piano
    Trying hard to capture
    The moment this morning I don't know
    'Cause a bottle of vodka
    Is still lodged in my head
    And some blonde gave me nightmares
    I think that she's still in my bed
    As I dream about movies
    They won't make of me when I'm dead

    With an ironclad fist I wake up and
    French kiss the morning
    While some marching band keeps
    Its own beat in my head
    While we're talking
    About all of the things that I long to believe
    About love and the truth and
    What you mean to me
    And the truth is baby you're all that I need

    I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
    For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails
    I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
    And lay you down on a bed of roses

    Well I'm so far away
    That each step that I take is on my way home
    A king's ransom in dimes I'd given each night
    Just to see through this payphone
    Still I run out of time
    Or it's hard to get through
    Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
    I'll just close my eyes and whisper,
    Baby blind love is true

    I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
    For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails
    I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
    And lay you down on a bed of roses

    The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry
    The barkeeper's wig's crooked
    And she's giving me the eye
    I might have said yeah
    But I laughed so hard I think I died

    Now as you close your eyes
    Know I'll be thinking about you
    While my mistress she calls me
    To stand in her spotlight again
    Tonite I won't be alone
    But you know that don't
    Mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove
    For it's you that I'd die to defend

    I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
    For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails
    I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
    And lay you down on a bed of roses