splitting up my heart

Writing on the back of a note you wrote me

months ago when we were still friends

I'm writing down the words to this song

it's short and sweet but the melody never ends

convince my thoughts not to roam

convince my body that you're home

convince my soul that you won't break it apart

'cuz you gotta convince me

I'm done splitting up my heart

Men have played me for fools

left me standing holding my book of rules

and whats harder is this box full of tools

none of them seem to work on me

guess I'm screwed

Convince my thoughts not to roam

convince my body that you're home

Convince my soul that you wont break it apart

'Cuz baby, I'm done splitting up my heart

Now you're sittin' in that bar

Staring into your drink

trying to remember who you are

Boy I've been there, and yes I know it's rough

But it's nights like these that make boys tough

Try not to worry 'bout your tomorrows

Tonight we're drinking away our sorrows

Convince my lips to meet yours

Convince my eyes to take a tour

of all the brilliance inside your face

Boy show me nobody could ever take your place

10 Things I learned in Iowa City

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1. The Mexicans at Pancheros are TOTALLY making fun of you, therefore it is TOTALLY acceptable to be dissatisfied with the flatness of your made-to-order-burrito.

2. Everybody's on something. Whether it's blow or low blood glucose cuz you're a crazy-militant-New Pioneer Food Co.-Vegan, or "Omigod! I have four projects due in 12 hours and I spent the last 2.5 weeks drunker than a freshman on prom night. Due to this fact, it should just be assumed that everyone's on edge and ready to snap.

3. It's always time for a drink. I don't care if it's 10 AM or Bar close. It's always time for a drink.

4. If you flirt with the gay at Konnexions and tell him he's pretty, you can get a discount.

5. The best drag queens in Iowa are in Iowa City. There's one or two in other venues, but Iowa City has the densest population of "WOOOOOOOOOOORK"ing girls.

6. Really drunk girls at bro bars can't tell the difference between Queers and Breeders, even when you tell her that her l.e.i. low-rise button fly jeans really don't go with her pay-less b.o.g.o. strappy sandals.

7. Walking down South Johnson at 3:35 AM can be hazardous to your homo-health. Like the Asians, stupid heteros travel in packs and carry razor blades in their cheeks.

8. "I've got a meeting I'm late for." is an acceptable fuck you that will get you out of any conversation with people you really don't care to see. Like the guy you blew off on MH last night and then saw at Studs and wouldn't dance with....

9. Smart phones have been surgically implanted in everyone's hands. You didn't say it if you didn't tweet it, you're not friends unless you "like" my status on the face, you didn't go unless you checked in on 4square.

10. Your friends can get you through anything. Choose wisely, and once you do, you'll have family.