A cup of tears A pool of laughter A charming smile Brings us together

Not quite the same Always something new Never knew love Till I found you

Grab mixed emotions Any kind will do Put them all together To feel the way I do

Try a little bit playful And little bit sad Don’t forget a little naughty Not like the bad

Not quite the same Always something new Couldn’t find love But I’ve found you

What would I do, If I lost you, I’m so lost and stuck by you It’s kind of scary

Not Quite real Me wanting you Seems so surreal And yet I know when in your arms

Everything’s ok I’m safe from all alarm Not quite the same since I found you This whole love thing’s so strangely new

OKay….I have more of a drama problem with me and my so called “band”. Our drummer thinks he is all that and I really am hating it. I picked out our name, J.A.B., which stands for Just Another Band. He want to change it so we can become famous. Only problem is I don’t want to. I like how we are now. He is only in it for the money and not for the music. I don’t like how everything is turning out. It’s only getting worse. How do I fix this little freshman into becoming a musician? Please help me. Thanks.