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

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

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.

I’ve fallen out from the clouds with people

And I hit the pavement harder every time

I don’t know why its such a vicious cycle

They say they love you, you agree but they lied

 

So here you come with your mission statement

You’re gonna make me love myself first

Excuse me looking at the size of your teeth

Are they holding back the bite trying to burst, oh

Mrs. Yes

I hate myself those times

When I get small

Everybody’s shouting and i just pretend

That I can’t hear at all

But in doing so I cut my tongue in two

My doublespeak, my doublespeak

Don’t know how to speak the truth

 

Smothering me, I catch my breath

Before it’s too late, I’m on the edge

I’m misses yes, can’t tell you no

Oh but what a bitch, misses yes don’t show

I’m misses yes, can’t tell you no

Oh but what a bitch, misses yes don’t show

Written For Me

Every child born by peace,

Will see your face in the fall from grace,

But that’s exactly how you got where you are,

Cause you do what you did and it got you too far.

 

When you said hey come on, radio man,

Play me something written for me,

When you screamed at the sparks,

A fire burned so free.

And then they drowned in the holes you made in the sound

It fades, it fades, it fades,

But come on radio man, play something written for me.

 

You know they follow your steps,

Yeah right off the edge,

And they fall to the bottom, you see how you got em,

To do what you did, but you it got you so far,

 

When you said hey come on, radio man,

Play me something written for me,

When you screamed at the sparks,

A fire burned so free.

And then they drowned in the holes you made in the sound

It fades, it fades, it fades,

But come on radio man, play something written for me.

Thinking Again

I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like you

I think I’d remember a smile like yours, if I saw it fade

Every move I make is still a form of indecision

Cause I pace on what to do about you

 

I don’t think I wanna meet anyone else like you

I want you a clear, crisp memory to watch burn in my fire

 

I thought you were different

I thought we had the same kind of sanity

I thought we were everything

That we would ever need

I thought, I thought, I thought

You were different and we were the same

I thought, I thought, I thought

 

I don’t think I’ve ever met a more solid wall

I think I’d remember falling that hard before,

And it was so damn hard to get back up again, from you

Every move I make is still a form of indecision

Cause I pace on what to do about you

 

I don’t think I wanna meet anyone else like you

I want you a clear, crisp memory to watch burn in my fire

 

I thought you were different

I thought we had the same kind of sanity

I thought we were everything

That we would ever need

I thought, I thought, I thought

You were different and we were the same

I thought, I thought, I thought

 

And it really does kill to be wrong all the time

Cause I’ve got good ideas with no burn behind them

And it really does kill to be wrong all the time

Cause I’ve got good ideas with no burn behind them

And it really does kill to be wrong all the time

Cause I’ve got good ideas with no burn behind them

 

I thought you were different

I thought we had the same kind of sanity

I thought we were everything

That we would ever need

I thought, I thought, I thought

You were different and we were the same

I thought, I thought, I thought

Some Of Us Don’t Ever Sleep

I’m sure, you’ve had a really rough night

I’m sure, it’s been a pretty tough life

For someone who never even had, never even had

To make up their own mind.

 

I’m sure, you’ve had a few struggles,

I’m sure, you’ve had a few stumbles,

But what kind of man, what kind of man,

Can’t see how good he has it til it’s gone

 

Say your prayers before you go to sleep,

That you wake up when the morning comes,

Some of us don’t ever sleep a wink,

Cause we’re too busy searching for the sun

We’re too busy searching for the sun.

 

I’m sure, you’re hands aren’t always clean

I’m sure, you’ve probably skinned your knee

You know the hard times, the hard times

Are tough to roll.

 

But what kind of man, what kind of man,

Can’t see how good he has it til it’s gone

 

Say your prayers before you go to sleep,

That you wake up when the morning comes,

Some of us don’t ever sleep a wink,

Cause we’re too busy searching for the sun

We’re too busy searching for the sun.

Diction

Am I supposed to be impressed

With your ten letter words and fancy dress

Did you really think you could win me over then?

I’m protesting diction cause you’re just a dick

And there’s no better way to say that.

C’mon and call me immature cause I’m just waiting for it

My middle finger’s been saluting you since the day you made it

Everything you swore you would forward,

You dropped cause it wouldn’t forward you.

 

I’m justified, I’m calling you out

But I won’t call you by your old name

You’re barely recog, barely recognizable.

I can replace it with anything,

Cause I can’t tell you apart, I can’t tell you apart

From the gray faceless, nameless static productions

We laughed about, we laughed about,

When you still had a face to call your own.

Shackles

When the chance of feeling good,

Outweighs the scared of feeling bad

You know you’re in a dark place

Don’t let the water reach your head

 

And it’s only a matter of time

Oh, it’s only a matter of time

 

And that hanging man,

He’s got his shackles on ya,

And you know he’s the counting the days

You’re just counting the ways you could escape

But you’re just too tired to run

Oh you’re just too tired to run,

So lay and rot,

I hope you’ve picked your plot

Cause your time is coming, son

Flight

My hands in knots when you look at me

Cause I wanna touch what I only see

And you keep staring right through

These walls that my mind, put up to save your time

 

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

I go towards the light, cause I don’t even feel like I’m losing

I don’t even feel like I’m losing myself with you

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

 

My heart’s getting heavy when you hold it for me

Cause I’m still a little scared to give it up easily

And you don’t even coax me

 

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

I go towards the light, cause I don’t even feel like I’m losing

I don’t even feel like I’m losing myself with you

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

 

In the limbo of your arms,

The fragile of silence

A tiny wind blowing me closer to you

 

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

I go towards the light, cause I don’t even feel like I’m losing

I don’t even feel like I’m losing myself with you

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

 

My hands in knots when you look at me

Cause I wanna touch what I only see

In the limbo of your arms

A tiny wind blowing me closer to you

 

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

I go towards the light, cause I don’t even feel like I’m losing

I don’t even feel like I’m losing myself with you

And I’m falling, but it feels more like flight

My Sunglasses On In Bed

When I wear my sunglasses in bed,

Will you tell me what all your stupid friends said

And how if I changed just this one last thing,

Then I’d be perfect,

If you said that,

I’m sorry, can’t hear you,

With my sunglasses on, in bed.