*ugly cry*

so, here I am again. apparently, I can only blog once every six months. what happened to that time I posted every day and people actually read this thing? *le sigh*

I really have nothing of great interest or importance to say. I've just had this song in my head ever since I heard it a few days ago. And ok, I'll admit...it made me do the ugly cry. Alan Jackson is really good at making me ugly cry.

anyway...enjoy:

I’ll be the bad guy,

I’ll take the black eye,

When I walk out,

You can slam the door,

I’ll be the S.O.B,

If that’s what you need from me,

So you don’t have to love me anymore.

When you and our friends talk,

Make it all my fault,

Tell ‘em I’m rotten to the core,

I’ll let it all slide,

Get ‘em all on your side,

So you don’t have to love me anymore.

I will keep,

All those memories, of the good times.

Yeah, there were some good times.

So when you think,

Of you and me,

They won’t even cross your mind.

If the wine you’re drinkin’,

Leads you to thinkin’,

That you want what we had before,

Girl you can call me,

I’ll let it ring and ring,

So you don’t have to love me anymore.

Yeah, I will keep,

All those memories, of the good times.

Yeah, there were some good times.

So when you think,

Of you and me,

They won’t even cross your mind.

If you need me to make you cry,

I don’t want to but I’ll try,

So you don’t have to love me anymore.