About Bruno Mars' Grenade.
(side note: I still don't think he looks like a Bruno Mars. Due to a certain JY I now think of the actor who played Reverend Hale in the Crucible movie whenever I hear his name. Damn you.
♥ Reverend Hale)

Anyway, I agree that it's a catchy song with stupid lyrics. They're becoming a common breed these days. And there are songs with awesome lyrics and trashy tunes as well. sad.
Just one thing to counter that:
"I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you."
Because, look at it this way. One of you has to die and the other has to a) mope for the rest of their life b) commit suicide or c) actually move on *le gasp* according to the strange laws that govern couples experiencing true love. Dying is obviously the easiest option, and one that takes the least effort, unless you are somehow stuck in the universe of Karoshi Suicide Salaryman, in which case, good luck and remember that 'K' is the key.

Quote from The Fountainhead, btw. I want that book. So much. Was scrolling through the wikiquote page absorbing all the awesomeness and trying not to read anything at the same time. NEIL GAIMAN DEPRIVATION ARGHHHHHHHH.
Reminds me, I need to hunt down this book called Fins for Feet. I don't remember what exactly was in it, except that it involved teleporting whales and the hair was wonderfully drawn.

Just discovered from the omnipotent wikipedia that the heart symbol was originally used to represent genitalia.
... People from the past, why do you have to be so gross?

Presenting to you another song about exploding people, only better.

I've got a cupboard with cans of food,
filtered water, and pictures of you
and I'm not coming out until this is all over.
And I'm looking through the glass
Where the light bends at the cracks
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
Pretending the echoes belong to someone
Someone I used to know

And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
ba ba ba ba

I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make
Our cells divide at an alarming rate
Until our shells simply cannot hold
All our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(And it won't be a pretty sight)

And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
ba ba ba ba

- We Will Become Silhouettes by The Postal Service

Back to studying now.