Good Disaster

I can't do this any better I don't have the right to try I can't get there any faster Watch the hours go by Weren't you in Mississippi Weren't you rude to my friend You could have covered for me She paid to see your band My mother never liked you My brother felt the same They all saw right through you Before I knew you were lame Run little one, away from what you started Something will come of all tommorows parties Oh all tommorows parties We could have had so much...fun Another good disaster I love to fall apart They tell me I'm the master Of loving and losing heart --- Good Disaster - Veruca Salt