Whataya Want From Me

For my boyfriend. ❤


Adam Lambert  2009  Whataya Want From Me

Hey, slow it down
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Yeah, I’m afraid
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
There might have been a time
I would give myself away
(Ooh) Once upon a time
I didn’t give a damn
But now here we are
So what do you want from me
What do you want from me
Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, what do you want from me
What do you want from me
Yeah, it’s plain to see
that baby you’re beautiful
And there’s nothing wrong with you
It’s me ‘ I’m a freak
but thanks for lovin’ me
‘Cause you’re doing it perfectly
There might have been a time
When I would let you slip away
I wouldn’t even try but I think
you could save my life
Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, what do you want from me
What do you want from me
Just don’t give up on me
I won’t let you down
No, I won’t let you down
So
Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, what do you want from me
Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, whataya want from me
(Whataya want from me)
Whataya want from me
Whataya want from me
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Oh No! Merry is a Jesus Freak!

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Hey there, you guys. It’s just me again.

The silence on my last post was deafening. (Do you see what I did there?)

Not only that, but my last post also had the lowest views, in like, a long ass time.

I’ve been blogging almost 7 years (next month is my anniversary) and in that amount of time, many of you have gotten to know me quite well. You know about my life, my trials and problems, my failures and my triumphs.

I can only imagine what some of you guys might be thinking now.

Merry is a Jesus freak.

I got that from my daughter, by the way. Wow mom, you sure do talk about Jesus a lot lately.

Truthfully, it’s been a long time coming.

Here’s the thing that has weighed heavily on my mind recently…what does that mean when it comes to my personality?

Will I stop swearing?

Will I totally lose my twisted sense of humor?

Will I stop thinking that farts are hilarious?

Will I become all self-righteous and start preaching to everyone?

I highly fucking doubt it.

I really wanted to share my entire journey thus far and it took me a few hours (and tons of editing) to get it just right. I didn’t expect it to be one of my most popular posts, but I’m still proud that I had the nerve to hit that publish button. Some topics are just not all that well received.

There was not even one curse word. Go take a look, I’ll read my bible while you’re gone.

See? A true miracle.

I’m not about to start judging people and shit. We’re all in this together.

Like John Lennon said, whatever gets you through the night.

It’s all right.

A Tune Revisited

The 2nd anniversary of my Discovery Day just passed. (July 31st.)

I had asked you guys for angry fuck you songs to help me cope with the swirling emotions of being cheated on and realizing that I had wasted 15 years of my life with a piece of pond scum.

You guys delivered some great tunes, but my favorite one is down below, introduced to me by my good friend ES. It’s a classic 80’s anthem of breakup/divorce and I think that I’ve listened to it at least 100 times.

I’m legally divorced now and happy about it. It’s amazing really…how many things can change in just 2 years.

He ain’t worth the salt in my tears and he never was.


Martin Briley Salt In My Tears 1983

I never did it
No I won’t admit it
Why should I lie for you anymore?
You never loved me
You pushed and you shoved me
I seen a woman I never saw
I saw you laugh when the knife was twisted
It still hurts but the pain has shifted
I’m looking back at the time that drifted by
But I won’t cry for the wasted years
‘Cause you ain’t worth the salt in my tears
Feeling neglected
Used and rejected
You need a shoulder to lean upon
Maybe you’ve picked him
Found your next victim
Don’t worry someone will come along
I broke the spell that you kept me under
I’d had enough of the rain and thunder
I lost track of the time and I wonder why
But I won’t cry for the wasted years
‘Cause you ain’t worth the salt in my tears
I’ll sit around and drink a few more beers
Until the memory just disappears
‘Cause you ain’t worth the salt in my tears

He’s engaged, by the way.

Poor woman. Looks like he found his next victim.