and all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style

I miss you, Jesse.

please make me technology,
so I can turn up your love like some cold machine,
don’t feed me scraps from your bed,
I won’t be the stray commin’ back just to be fed.

I’ll be waiting,
come and seal my fate Marie.
just pretend that you want me.
won’t you be my babe? be my babe.

don’t be that note I can’t hold,
don’t be that joke that I told and told, it got old,
don’t be that hand around my throat so I can’t breathe,
you say you’re my friend but why wont you be, my family?

just pretend that you want me.
won’t you be my babe? be my babe.

Cherrie tell me you know what I mean,
you are not the sun, you are not the sun,
outside your lips again.
you are not the sun, you are not the sun.

just pretend that you love me.
won’t you be my babe? be my babe.

I used to be such a burning example, I used to be so original.

I used to care, I was being cared for.

Made sure I showed it to those that I love.

The Coasters - Down in Mexico

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Joseph Gordon-Levitt