Keys into the ignition
and fire it up with a rev.
Feed it some gas,
letting it warm-up preshift.
First you've got to put it in reverse
as we back it up to pull out.

Isn't it a pretty thing when she growls,
the way she bites back when you jump the shift?
That's what love is, you see it,
and sometimes it isn't so bad.

The two of you are moving on,
feeling the tires warming up on the road,
and ever so slowly you take it into second from first.
The wheels perking up at the sense of your touch,
knowing you need the trained response,
reciprocated by delicately working into third.

Its a beautiful thing when she growls,
the way she fights back when you jump the shift.
That's what love is, I know you see it,
and sometimes special, it isn't so bad.

Out on the road and gathering steam, in the gathering speed,
that transition from third to fourth can go kind of fast.
The two of you thinking as one, becoming one,
and in this harmony on the fourth you're wed.
Two beasts to one accelerating on,
finding unity and resolution in fifth.

Its a thing of beauty when she growls,
the way she talks back, saying, "Wait for the shift".
That's what love is, that's the way I see it,
and in those moments it's never bad.

The two of you flying solo around the track
the way you were made for each other.
The competition might as well not exist,
each dedicated to the other in perfection,
breeding the future generations to lead,
to pass on these important lessons of love.

Its the most amazing thing when she growls,
her little clips as she corrects the shift.
That's what love is,
and its never bad.

Even after countless laps around the track,
after you're both gone and broken down,
it's enough to stay true to one another
and to reminisce about the good old days.
You're still her guy, and she's still your gal,
from the first time you opened the door, treat her well.
"You know it, you know I will".

If she happens to growl,
if she bites every now and again,
just know that's what love is,
strong through the good and the bad.

If I were to have one thing -
One thing just for me -
I'd always be able to see your eyes,
To see the way you smile, anytime.

I'm an envious creature; not jealous.
I envy those lucky enough to experience
The pleasure afforded by your
Quick-fire, bistre gaze, and smile alike.

My sweet-tooth is ever sated by the syrup
Made from the sugar of your smile
And the warmth of your eyes.

I wish it could be that way, everyday.

If there were one thing I could have -
Just one thing for me -
I'd always be able to see those eyes
And that smile of yours,

                                           If it we up to me.

I feel the fire, and it burns deep from the inside.
Our words fired with all the hate and anger
Of long hours made of days and weeks of pain
Pent up and held to the point of bursting.
This flood that we unleash upon each other,
One insult stinging always more painful than the last,
Has been in the making from the day our feelings became clear.
Our lives and lifestyle choices; at once so different,
Yet our hearts so star-crossedly aligned that
The Gods above must surely laugh at our plight.

The words that you spit and the tone you use
Drive venom deep in my veins as any fang could,
And that iridescent pain blooms beneath my skin.
In return I barb my own voice with similar poisons,
If nothing else hoping to hit you with spite
To try and assuage the ruin you have made of my heart - and pride -
Though I know down inside that I am at fault
Just as much if not more than you,
But at this moment I find myself unwilling
To admit such thought as anywhere near true.

And when all is said and done I would regress if I could,
But the words have been said and our course is set.
We have cast our nets fashioned of anger and spite
Out upon the waters, now we must deal with our catch.
Nothing to be done but continue upon our path
As I see no possible route to digress,
And return to our days when the only three words
That mattered in this world between us were
"I love you".

Why did you have to go?
Why does it feel like you ran away?
Ran away and left me here
Stranded in this place called life?
I think of you and of that day,
The one where you left this world,
And I think of all the things I never got to say -
The pinnacle of which was "goodbye".

We miss you by day
And as we drink by night.
So here's to you, Andrew,
For the first time tonight,
In honor - Live Ever, Die Never.
Here's to 594, Hi Hi Hi!

Did you have to go so soon?
Did you have to make such a quick escape?
Escape ladder up and left me
Feeling painfully alert and alive.
I think of you and the aftermath of those days
Where you had left this world behind,
And of all of what I never got to say -
One of which was "goodbye".

We've missed you by day
And as we drink by night.
So here's to you, Andrew,
For the second time tonight,
In your honor - Live Ever, Die Never.
Here's to 594, Hi Hi Hi!

I know you were taken too soon
On that bright Spring day,
After which I tried my best to run away,
Tried any escape to forget you were no longer alive.
I think of you and all of the great days
We shared before you left this world behind,
And I forget all the things I never got to say -
The least of which was "goodbye"... I'll see you again someday.

We miss you during our days
And as we celebrate your memory by night,
So here's to you, Andrew, my friend, my brother,
For the third time on this bright, clear night.
In your honor - Live Ever, your spirit will Die Never.
Here's to you, 594, Hi Hi Hi!

We will always miss you during our days
And even more so as we celebrate each and every night,
So here's to you, Andrew, my best friend, my brother,
For the fourth and final time on this best of nights.
In your honor - Live Ever, through us your spirit will Die Never.
Here's to you, 594, Hi Hi Hi!

Make the most of the time you've got girl,
for before you know it
Life will have passed you by.
There you will stand,
Having lost even the chance to wave goodbye
To those days you knew as your prime.

Days sweep endlessly by
And the wind sweeps the trees.
The rain drips on down
Until the sky lets up,
Until the clouds bow out
Leaving a bright night sky.

So take your chance, take it now.
Make your stand, make it proud.
Love life, live strong, never hesitate,
The best and worst will be gone
By the time you move again.

Take your chances when they come
And bow out with your sun,
Leaving with a setting that puts all in awe.
Make the most of life girl
Before you've left it wasted and gone.

I'm left and lost all alone
In this life that is left to me.
I desire and want like all
But cannot find one to call my own.
I try, though hard as I might,
I am left a half-second late,
Something short, missing, absent,
And lose out on the final prize.

I am left wanting those I cannot have.
I am left dying for she who doesn't give a ****,
And I don't know how to break myself of this trend.
I burn and break myself inside,
Turning my heart to gravel
Where it should be the ice
In her Margarita-filled life.

Out there are girls who might take that spot,
But I cannot find it in me to find in her anything I want.
I cannot find a way away from her I want.
It's that **** twitch of my mind,
Always returning to her I cannot.

So here I strangle myself with my thoughts.
I crush myself methodically from the inside-out,
Breaking myself down quicker than Father Time did intend.
Sorry says Mother Nature, so is Life.

If that is what you call it, then say what you will -
You always have,
But that doesn't make your words any less untrue.

There was no placeholder until you made yourself one,
I wanted everything that I thought you were,
And then you went and changed.
I fooled myself along trying to believe that you were still you,
But you weren't.
You showed who you were, went back to him and every other guy out there,
So at some point I had to let myself know... and I did.
You weren't the one for me, and come to think of it
- Hindsight is always 20/20, isnt it? -
The fact that you could do any of these things meant that you never were in the first place.
You were the last place I should be, the last person I should be with.

Why did it have to become a war? Why do you want to give a peace offering?
Last I ever knew you never wanted to see or hear from me again -
So leave it be that way.
You had your chance, and you were her for a time,
But you let that fall into the road a long time ago where it gathered dust and fell apart.
Get real, don't get hurt,
Remember, you were the one who left not me.