Sunday, December 14, 2008

i'm sorry, it's over

where was my head
when i hurt you
way back when
it was filled to the brim
with letters
too obscene to know

i hurt you bad
when i held that
other boy's hand
but i cut it off
i made it known

so why you keep on uploading little things
that remind me of what i did
i don't wanna think about it anymore
i don't wanna think about it anymore
and i can't stand the way that you knock at my door
i can't fucking think about it anymore

you wanted love
so much that you
you made it happen with me
overlooking my flaws
the mirrors
and endless smoke

but you love me
you love me
you love me
baby but it
has not been
long enough

so why you keep on uploading little things
that remind me of what i did
i don't wanna think about it anymore
i don't wanna think about it anymore
and i can't stand the way that you knock at my door
i can't fucking think about it anymore

monster, monster
i am a monster
stop my heart
for breaking that poor boy's heart
monster, monster
i am a monster
do what you need
just turn off that NOISE
TURN OFF THE NOISE

so keep on uploading little things
that remind me of what i did
when i was seventeen years old
i don't wanna think about it anymore
it could have been perfect, yeah i know
i can't fucking think about it anymore

Saturday, December 13, 2008

getting free tree from the boss

i was always in love with one thing over any other
one thing i do adore more than you
she put me under her sweet spell and turned me over
what the hell was i supposed to do?

that's when i turned the situation into a positive one
took her by sinful hand and kissed her in the light of the moon

i'm so high on you
i'm so high on you
you know i want you
but you refuse me

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

lisa

lisa, lisa, turned away
a quiet girl that had to stay
she tossed and turned in her lay
a deep core of unrest

lisa, what will you do today?
those bills aren't gonna go away
you turn your back everyday
preserve preserve preserve

did you hear that lisa pawned her things
hitched a ride to seven springs
kept warm with a box of yings

lisa, lisa, cut away her hair
that girl got away from there
for a better life, for a fair share
til she ends up in the gutter

colors (where were you)

the colors keep emerging
right before my eyes
the filthy dark reflection
burns into my mind

where were you
where were you
my empty footsteps
a figure eight lie
my empty footsteps
a dance of mine
that never ends
that never hides

you see a shell
that's soft and smooth
illuminating
you

where were you
those morning years
when the earth went dry
those dawning years
a muted cry
that never begins
that which hides


won't you kick again?