Sunday, October 10, 2010

Footing

I speak the tongue the of fools, I know,

Walking around just humming.

I look the part of uncool, i know,

It’s something still becoming.

I dance within the flames, you see,

I’m warm but stay unburned,

I keep my mind on a short leash,

If it got lost, I know it wouldn’t return.

 

Sometimes it’s not so bad, just being yourself,

Sometimes it’s not so bad, sometimes it’s not so bad.

Sometimes it’s not so hard, just to be yourself,

Sometimes it’s not so hard, sometimes it’s not so hard.

 

I need to let some things go,

My ears are hot but cooled by rain,

You tried to do this to me, I know,

You tried to make me feel this pain,

I’ll spite you, come back stronger,

Once I find my footing.

I make each step much longer,

And hold close to me what I’m learning.

 

Sometimes it’s not so bad, just being yourself,

Sometimes it’s not so bad, sometimes it’s not so bad.

Sometimes it’s not so hard, just to be yourself,

Sometimes it’s not so hard, sometimes it’s not so hard.

 

Your eyes are the only ones that can judge you, you see,

Cause no one really sees you like you do,

It shouldn’t matter what they think they mean,

It doesn’t matter, oh, can’t rain forever.

The ground’s unstable but we walk to get to where we’re going.

The ground’s unstable but we walk to get to where we’re going.

The ground’s unstable but we walk to get to where we’re going.

It can’t rain forever.

 

Sometimes it’s not so bad, just being yourself,

Sometimes it’s not so bad, sometimes it’s not so bad.

Sometimes it’s not so hard, just to be yourself,

Sometimes it’s not so hard, sometimes it’s not so hard.

Pyromanian Rom-Antics

I was on fire when you said those three little words,

Now you can burn for lying like that.

You shouldn’t have said you always be there,

You never were, you never would.

It was a mess from the start,

You make everything hard,

And you got your ideas down in stone.

I can’t even argue,

That youre all out of whack,

Cause you believe that you’re not to the bone.

We had a moment of peace,

When you loved me,

I hadn’t wanted anything so badly.

But you fucked that up,

When you started talking so loud,

I couldn’t hear myself speak.

 

Now that we’ve battled it out,

Reclaimed what we lost.

I think this is something that just have to do,

To make it clear that I,

Don’t want you here,

And there’s more to me than you’ll ever know.

I’m gonna piss on your band tees,

Throw out all your nice things,

Burn every guitar you own.

I’m gonna make you wish,

That you never met me,

And never burned holes in my bed.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

What It Takes

I spent fifteen minutes in your head,

Just looking for a light, so i could get around,

No wonder why you’re quiet, under my breath,

I can believe you speak without a sound.

 

Could we be forever? (and more)

Could we be forever? (and more)

Please.

I don’t wanna jump that ledge,

With anybody else.

I know if we can cross that bridge,

Paradise is on the other side,

Please.

 

I spent fifteen minutes in my car,

Just looking for a place, to get out.

I think I found it in your arms,

Close your eyes and don’t look down.

 

Could we be forever? (and more)

Could we be forever? (and more)

Please.

I don’t wanna jump that ledge,

With anybody else.

I know if we can cross that bridge,

Paradise is on the other side,

Please.

 

I know we’ve got what it takes,

To love even on our worst of days,

I know we’ve got what it takes

 

Could we be forever? (and more)

Could we be forever? (and more)

Please.

I don’t wanna jump that ledge,

With anybody else.

I know if we can cross that bridge,

Paradise is on the other side,

Please.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Some Things Are Dumb

I’m missing you again and that’s dumb of me,

Cause you never would’ve been good for me,

Even if you took it all back like you said you could,

Even if you never said a thing at all.

 

Your hands were soft, and your mouth was rough,

It was just like you to try and toughen me up,

Well get out. Hows that for tough?

Well get out. I never liked you much.

 

You walk around like you never get down,

But the truth is that you never get up.

Darling smile it off, try and shrug it off,

And surely its stupid if it won’t.

 

I’m missing you again and that’s dumb of me,

Cause you never would’ve been good for me,

Even if you took it all back like you said you could,

Even if you never said a thing at all.

 

When you write in your diary, don’t forget not to mention me,

I won’t forget not to think of you in bed.

Wash your hands, and clean the sheets,

Pretending that you’re almost too good.

 

I’m missing you again and that’s dumb of me,

Cause you never would’ve been good for me,

Even if you took it all back like you said you could,

Even if you never said a thing at all.

 

I’m missing you again and that’s dumb of me,

Cause you never would’ve been good for me,

Even if you took it all back like you said you could,

Even if you never said a thing at all.

Not One

I won’t write not one more verse,

Pretending I didn’t know you hurt,

Now it might all my fault,

It might’ve been all along.

I won’t write not one more word,

When I know how much you hurt,

Now this might be all my fault,

It might’ve been all along.

 

It’s too quiet in this house,

Your ghost lingers, I taste you in my mouth.

Like a filter of my oxygen.

Now your under a thick blanket of snow,

Winter was always your favorite, I know,

In your memories I get haunted.

 

I won’t write not one more verse,

Pretending I didn’t know you hurt,

Now it might all my fault,

It might’ve been all along.

I won’t write not one more word,

When I know how much you hurt,

Now this might be all my fault,

It might’ve been all along.

 

I think someday you’ll call,

And I won’t feel bad anymore,

Then I remember where you went.

I sing up to the stars,

Hoping you’ll sing along,

Then I remember how your song went.

 

I won’t write not one more verse,

Pretending I didn’t know you hurt,

Now it might all my fault,

It might’ve been all along.

I won’t write not one more word,

When I know how much you hurt,

Now this might be all my fault,

It might’ve been all along.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Yesterday

Leave your lovers at the door,

Here we’re lonely.

Leave the bodies on the floor,

Dont mind the mess, I’m sorry.

Save excuses for the deaf,

We know why you came.

Keep moving to the door to your left,

It’s a place where you can forget his name.

 

Bruising fades, from your face,

But shadows stay.

A waste of energy to try and get back to

Yesterday.

 

See where they keep the hard drugs,

For the bad cases just like yours.

See how they keep them locked up,

White labels, clear jars and the grey decor.

Please don’t waste your breath,

Oxygen isn’t well supplied here,

It’s all you can do to avoid your questions,

Forget what made you face these fears.

 

Bruising fades, from your face,

But shadows stay.

A waste of energy to try and get back to

Yesterday.

 

Like a scar that changes in the light,

You’ll break like dawn from this dark hour of the night.

 

Bruising fades, from your face,

But shadows stay.

A waste of energy to try and get back to

Yesterday.

Dance

I stare at you, wondering what’s on your tongue,

The words you wanna say or some other girls taste.

You stare back without ever meeting my eyes.

You think you know, how this story goes.

 

It’s an idea, it’s an idea,

To have us meet in the middle,

Dance around the subject til we all fall down.

It’s an idea, it’s an idea,

To have us put into that corner,

Dance around the subject til it all falls out.

 

I hear my phone, but I don’t answer when it’s you.

I can bet that you know when I want to.

This is so insane how we never move an inch.

But you get so far on your own.

 

It’s an idea, it’s an idea,

To have us meet in the middle,

Dance around the subject til we all fall down.

It’s an idea, it’s an idea,

To have us put into that corner,

Dance around the subject til it all falls out.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Where You Stand

Oh, it was like gasoline,

To a fire already fueled.

Oh it was everything,

Was just slipping, slipping away.

Oh, it was like your guillotine,

Too bad you already lost your head,

Oh it was like some kind of dream,

Where the nightmare never ends,

Oh it was like your childhood,

You can’t help being raised by a hurricane.

 

Who taught you how to love yourself?

And made you into a man?

Such a beautiful, first mistake,

But they only see you where you stand,

I know that you can love yourself,

If you only let yourself,

Live again.

 

Oh it was like heaven,

The calm in the eyes of the storm.

Oh it was like the beginning,

Back to when you meant something,

Oh it was like lightning,

When it hits you right between the eyes,

Oh it was like your paradise,

Hanging gently from a fragile string,

Oh it was like music box,

With that one same line it always sings.

 

Oh it was like tragedy,

Oh it was like tragedy,

A slow moving current of help me.

 

Who taught you how to love yourself?

And made you into a man?

Such a beautiful, first mistake,

But they only see you where you stand,

I know that you can love yourself,

If you only let yourself,

Live again.

Who taught you how to love yourself?

And made you into a man?

Such a beautiful, first mistake,

But they only see you where you stand,

I know that you can love yourself,

If you only let yourself,

Live again.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Blind and Bloody

Why am I always the wrong one?

Unsafe in what I say.

Prove me stupid, I dare you.

I bet it’s easier than you’d think.

Talk about me, I’m not there,

I lose my sight, nothing’s clear.

Spit your smoke at me,

Attack me from my sides,

When I’m blind, and bloody.

 

Why am I always the sad one?

Crying in the corner,

Left here to contemplate,

The choice of words, I never say.

It’s easier than you’d think.

Silence me, easily,

Tape my eyes shut,

Tell me what is real.

Spit your smoke at me,

Attack me from my sides,

When I’m blind, and bloody.

 

Oh, spit it out, spit it out,

I’m sorry for what I said,

Beat it out of me,

Beat it out of me,

That rebellious streak you see,

Sticks and stones, they break my bones,

My spirit left a long time ago.

 

Spit your smoke at me,

Attack me from my sides,

When I’m blind, and bloody.

Spit your smoke at me,

Attack me from my sides,

When I’m blind, and bloody.

War

Here they come so hide the guns,

Before you start a war.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Reasons To Lie

I know I’m selfish.

I know that I don’t deserve half this

But I take it all in with my smile.

 

I know you know that I’m lying

Convincing yourself that I’m trying

To be better; better than you think I am

 

You ask all of the right questions

Lead me in the right directions

But I’m not thirsty like a good horse should be.

 

Oh..

The truth.

The truth

Is sad sometimes.

The truth is sad sometimes.

Maybe that’s why

We find reasons to lie.

 

I know I’m stupid

You make me feel like I’m worth this,

Shaking my head all the while.

 

I know I’ve got the worst timing,

Leaving right when you’re dying,

But I shouldn’t be near your bed.

 

Sometimes I ask for mercy,

Sometimes I want you to need me,

Then I realize I’m nothing you should need.

 

Oh..

The truth.

The truth

Is sad sometimes.

The truth is sad sometimes.

Maybe that’s why

We find reasons to lie.

 

I saved all mine for you,

Had the plan but couldn’t execute,

These heart beats getting quicker cause I know.

 

This is how it ends,

How I finally win,

By showing you you are the only thing to me that is true…

 

Oh..

The truth.

The truth

Is sad sometimes.

The truth is sad sometimes.

Maybe that’s why

We find reasons to lie.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Demons

It’s the balance of reality and fiction.

Between familiarity and stranger.

When demons speak the speak the tongues of saints,

And angels strangle with their halos.

 

Deception.

Appearance.

Reality.

Eagerness to believe.

I dare you to,

I dare you to

Trust what you see.

 

It’s the balance of expectations and anticipation.

Between push and shove.

When demons speak the tongues of saints,

And kiss you gently on the forehead.

 

Deception.

Appearance.

Reality.

Eagerness to believe.

I dare you to,

I dare you to

Trust what you see.

 

Am I what you think I am?

Are you what I think you are?

Am I what I think I am?

 

Deception.

Appearance.

Reality.

Eagerness to believe.

I dare you to,

I dare you to

Trust what you see.