We'll make the great escape.
We won't hear a word they say,
they don't know us anyway.

And it just so happens Marilyn is listening to a song about this two-timing Jerk.

I wanna get back, to the old days,
when the phone would ring,
and i knew it was you.
( The part where demi's voice goes super sexayeee)

And i feel all mixed up.
Something in me need to scream. Maybe all th math stuff, i dont know.
I don't like to make empty promises. Cause they don't mean a thing. Promises were meant to be sacred, not just cast off. I promised to be reserved.

I love many people, And PCG's awesome. I made cookies, fullstop.