Saturday, December 10, 2011

Five hours behind

This ocean in between us

Is like a table lit with candles

We can let it warm us up to eachother

Or we can let it burn us apart

I keep melting at your mouth

Imagining you speaking in my ear

I know it’s hard to listen to me

I know it’s hard to here from way out there

 

I’m five hours behind you

Ten hours away

But that’s less than a day

Less than a day away

I’m five hours behind you

Ten hours away

But I can love you twice as much

Every single day

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Little Knives

How much you wanna bet

That my little knives

Aren’t sharp enough to pierce

My little neck

And how much you wanna ask

I have nothing to give

But the last few seconds

Before I win this bet

 

Come on, now prove that I’m a one eyed

Bleeding fool of a war I couldn’t win

Com on, now prove I’m a stupid girl

Using words I don’t really know the meaning of

Come on, now tell me you can scare me good,

Come on, now tell me just what I should,

 

Do with these little knives

You gave me, one at a time,

You gave me, these little knives

Carving out my heart in the sleepless nights

You gave me, you gave me

Oh these little knives, little

 

How much you wanna bet

That these little words

Aren’t sharp enough to pierce

My little head

How much you wanna ask

How much you wanna ask

I got less than nothing to give

 

Come on, now prove that I’m a one eyed

Bleeding fool of a war I couldn’t win

Com on, now prove I’m a stupid girl

Using words I don’t really know the meaning of

Come on, now tell me you can scare me good,

Come on, now tell me just what I should,

 

Do with these little knives

You gave me, one at a time,

You gave me, these little knives

Carving out my heart in the sleepless nights

You gave me, you gave me

Oh these little knives, little

 

You think you do nothing

I don’t hear nothing

I don’t see nothing you do

When I close my eyes

I can’t close my ears

I can pretend that these little knives don’t make me bleed

But don’t you, don’t you dare ask me to clean something I don’t see

 

Come on, now prove that I’m a one eyed

Bleeding fool of a war I couldn’t win

Com on, now prove I’m a stupid girl

Using words I don’t really know the meaning of

Come on, now tell me you can scare me good,

Come on, now tell me just what I should,

 

Do with these little knives

You gave me, one at a time,

You gave me, these little knives

Carving out my heart in the sleepless nights

You gave me, you gave me

Oh these little knives, little knives

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Well, It Can’t End Well.

Break me down

I beg of you now

It’s for the best

Give it a rest

Dear, don’t you see

How bad it is,

But we’re obsessed

 

This love thing

This torturous love thing

Fixated, frustrated,

This whole love thing,

Well, it can’t end well.