Monday, April 28, 2008
"A thousand clever lines..."
(I'm tired of writing my songs)
Because the notes and letters will be numerous
(on paper towels and napkins)
and it's illegal to scratch glass anymore
(legitimate lines meet ridiculing eyes)
so tell your better half you love them here
(just because your best ideas come in coffee shops)
and twylight skylines
Write what you're thinking right now
bottle it up and leave it for a year
if it's legible, it's the truth
make a list of your favorites
make it legible
it's digging your own grave
and even if it's shallow,
you'll lie in it
if you're lamenting, write on cheap paper
(I'm tired of writing my songs)
Because the tears will be numerous
(on paper towels and napkins)
but they're not worth the price you paid anymore
(legitimate lines meet ridiculing eyes)
so tell your better half you're better off here
(just because your best ideas come in coffee shops)
and twylight skylines
Make a list of your favorites,
(and here we go) make it legible
Remember what you wrote a year ago
and just because it's shallow doesn't mean it's not truth
write down your thoughts right now
on napkins from your kitchen table
leave it out in the rain
and the sun and the sand
and if it's legible, it's the truth
So make a list of your ex's
make it legible
it's like digging a grave
and though it's shallow,
throw them in it
make a list of your favorites
make it legible
remember what you wrote a year ago?
Saturday, April 19, 2008
A beautiful death (thanks justin)
it was soon after that that my jaw hit the floor
instead of calling curses down, I drank what you still offered
except that it left me parched, though, like a muse without an author
"I opened like a locket, 'If you're ever cold,' I wrote,
'There's warmth inside of me, I'm the pocket of an old winter coat.'
But where she used to say 'I need you,' now, 'I don't.'"
"Life, it takes some growing up," she said,
and I, half serious at best, could only but digress
"It's all I've got to do..." and I spit the poison from my lips
and acted surprised at the sun's reflection off of you
We were but children dressing in our parent's clothes
playing house, but we didn't know the rules!
We made them up as we went
but the shine wore off the play jewels
and left us sitting in our rooms,
dressed as and speaking with ghouls!
"Let me be lowered down like a casket
and buried just below her chest
'Whatever I was searching for, it was never you,' she says,
The record ended long ago, but we kept on dancing nonetheless"
We'll put music to our troubles and dance them all away
We'll put music to our troubles and soon, we'll be dancing the night away
We'll put music to our troubles and dance them all away
Kiss me once in the snow, I swear it never gets old
Hey baby, I have something I’d like to say to you
And I know that you know what I’m going to ask
And I know that you’ve been busy and stressed
And I know this is probably the last thing on your mind today
But I need to get it off my chest
But I’d like to tell you that I love you.
I’d like you to know how I really feel about this
And I wish you knew how you keep me up at night
And how I think about the few times I ever held you tight
Or the time we tried to watch your favorite movie
And you passed out in my arms
And I’m pretty sure you dreamt of oz, but I was thinking about you
And if you show me someone else, I can read them like a book
Cracked open at the spine for everyone to see
But when you’re shown to me, you’re the biggest mystery
I’ve ever seen before or since, with head hung low I shook
I’m hoping I was on your mind when you talked about companionship
And I’m hoping that you’re hoping I’ll be there when you jump ship
When you come home from a stressful day, I want to hold you just to say
It’ll be alright in the same way you’ve held me
So maybe you’ve been asking me and I just can’t see
And I’m just not picking up what you’re laying down
And I know you won’t ask, so drop your veil and show me
I’m asking you to realize that I’m yours
But I’d like to tell you that I love you.
I’d like you to know how I really feel about this
And I wish you knew how you keep me up at night
And how I think about the few times I ever held you tight
Or the time we tried to watch your favorite movie
And you passed out in my arms
And I’m pretty sure you dreamt of oz, but I was thinking about you
But I need to know how you feel about me
Because a couple thousand miles is a bit far for heartbreak
But you know I’ll be there in a second if you want me
So let’s make something last, something meaningful, not fast
And I sit here waiting for your reply
I’m second guessing my intentions
The same effect you’ve always had on me
I can fake it with the best of them,
but you’re the very best of all
And I’m sure you see right through me
I’m sure you’ve seen it all
But I’m hoping you’ll take a chance on me
And we won’t take a fall
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
"They're Just Chemical Burns"
She cares enough to mention
And get worked up about it
Her cheeks are red
And it’s not just from the meds
But she can’t do anything about it
And who says I deserve better?
Who says I deserve anything?
I’ve got issues that go way back
Insecurities and wanting you back
Did I mention my head hurts?
So crack some jokes about awkward sex
“it didn’t come up” haha that’s a good one
And now we’re in your house
And of course, it’s not awkward at all
I’ll make small talk and pretend
I’m not wishing you’d invite me to bed
And pretend I’m not wishing
For more of your kisses
And as we’re leaving your room
And as we’re leaving
We’re attached at the mouth again
It’s these little things you do that don’t last two seconds but speak sentences
It’s these little things that get into my head…
And God I’m such a sucker
I’m such a sucker for your pretty face and willing kiss
She cares enough to say something
And pretend I deserve so much better
But she doesn’t do anything about it
And how do I tell her I want her to do something about it?
But baby come on,
This isn’t primetime t.v.
So let’s think realistically
She won’t take me back
She can’t take me back
Even though she’s got her cheeks all red
And it’s definitely not from the meds
So why should I deserve anything at all anyway?
never
Ever ever ever
Never again
This time I mean it
I’ll show you how much you mean
Never again
Ever ever ever
Never again will I mean it
I’ll never show you how much you mean
But I’m trying to hide my excitement
Because kissed her and my hand brushed her hips
But I can’t contain it
But your little kisses don’t mean anything
They’re brushes on the lips of “just friends”
But these big things get in my head
And make me write songs like this
(“It’s the little things that bring me down”
You told me that once and now
I know what you meant, I know…)
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Like A Duck In The City
Like a duck in a city
"if you only knew
all the reasons i have for leaving
and if you only knew
what i'll be doing there in the evenings"
you just stay safe in your little world
and I'll never bother you again
why should I, since you dropped me
and attacked with a grin?
would you have still kept it all inside?
would you have still said the things that drained away all my pride?
the things that eat at me every day with a pain and a choking regret? and i lay in squares and shambles in bed.
So say again what you had to say that took my life
if you only knew
all the reasons I have for leaving
and if you only knew
why today's the day i'm gone for good
and I'll be fine in my new world
but you can bother me anytime
it'll kill you to see the grin on my face
since you dropped me and realized your you’ve lost your grace
would you have still kept it all inside?
would you have still said the things that drained away all my pride?
the things that eat at me every day with a pain and a choking regret? and i lay in squares and shambles in bed.
so say it again, what you had to say that took my life
It's not like I'll be missed around here
When things like minimum wages and whispers of fear
are all that I've surrounded myself with a cheer
for all the times you kept me up at night
and all the things we said in your bed
and all the times we left in a fight
and all the reasons you had to say what you said that night
maybe you'll know in time...
what you said that changed my life
Your Eyes, Seamless And Sure
Here's something I wrote today. Title is from a Thrice song. I think this is the next thing I'm going to record. I like it a lot.
oh how i miss the brilliance she brought
to my empty colorless field
and it's amazing how much i miss
the way her hair fell on her face
and everything now is black and white
because she left and took all the color from the place
now my eyes can’t see the bright
and they’ve lost all their drive
because of the void that your leaving left in my heart
and the refractions from your eyes
though completely divine,
are much too far away to lend the shine they used to give
how I wish you’d be my breath, there's nothing I wouldn't give
and to feel your skin and your breath against my neck
you've taken all of mine so you should share yours
it's hard to breath when you're alone (I know)
you're a lifeline in this life of mine
so why'd we end up alone?
I guess we were running out of time
and we never it saw it coming home
I wish I knew what would have happened and what life had for us in store
Oh, a lover’s lost lament, one so obviously uttered and yet so difficult to cure
It’s like the light you give off is being pulled away from my eyes
And they’re not able to flip you right side up in time
You get into my brain, upside down and colored wrong and in this state you run amuck
Until we speak again, and then you’re right side up inside my head again
I love how you set me straight, even with the distance I still feel you like a blade
The light from your eyes is always more than enough
to light up these dimly lit hallways where I lay
So won’t you come again? Maybe in the Spring I’ll see you and you can color in my world
It’s not that I hang on every word, I hang myself on what you do to me
It’s not that I keep hanging on, although you may think that’s the case
I’m just never letting go, even throughout our little chase
Until the light from your eyes brings color to the black and white once more
how I wish you’d be my breath, there's nothing I wouldn't give
to feel your skin and your breath against my neck
you've taken mine so you should share yours
it's hard to breath when you're alone (I know)
you're a lifeline in this life of mine
so why'd we end up alone?
I guess we were running out of time
and we never it saw it coming home
I wish I knew what would have happened and what life had for us in store
Oh, a lover’s lost lament, one so obviously uttered and yet so difficult to cure
The colors from your eyes
Utterly divine
I guess we were just running out of time
You’re pulling light out of my eyes
Utterly divine
This fluorescent world’s got nothing on your big brown eyes
Utterly divine
Won’t you color in my world again?
Sunday, April 13, 2008
If I'm Just Bad News... You Had Me Right All Along
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is a dance number...
This is an introspective look
I write songs about things that never happened and tragedies I shouldn’t
I’m a great liar and I’ll keep it up as long as you keep your ears pressed to the stereo
Keep them close now, if you listen hard enough you’ll hear my heart break with every word
Keep them close now, if you look hard enough you’ll find a piece of my heart in your radio
But don’t worry, sweety, I already know.
And I don’t need whatever you’ve found
So you can keep all that I’ve lost now
It’s all a façade
(I’m not ashamed but I’m trying)
Something I do when I’m not feeling myself
And you just dance and nod
(I’m not ashamed but I’m trying)
Keep the rhythm with your aching feet
Throw your hearts up on the shelf and listen
I write songs about things that never happened
And if you ask it’s not cause I want the attention
But why would you ask?
You just come to hear the melodies
And oh am I mistaken?
Then how come you’re smiling like happy little trees?
This is all a façade
(I’m not ashamed but I’m trying)
Something I’m good at when I’m not me
So you just smile to yourself and know that I’m not
(I’m not ashamed but I’m trying)
Keep the rhythm with your aching feet
Throw out your inhibitions and sing
I may not be the best but I’m damn good at what I do
And if there’s any questions just meet me in the back room
And here’s one for you to sing when no one’s around
And dance to when you get lost in the sound of my voice
And hear me out (I’m not ashamed but I’m trying)
And here’s one for you to sing along to when you’re alone and you’re scarred
And dance to when you get lost in the sound and the noise
So just hear me out (I’m not ashamed but I’m trying)
This arrogance is feigned at best
And if you didn’t catch that then just keep singing
This arrogance is completely fake at best
And if you caught that then you’re ahead of the rest of the class
This arrogance is the truth at best
And if you caught that this time around then just keep singing
This conceitedness is completely true, it’s the best
And if you didn’t catch that, then just keep dancing
And here’s one for you to sing when no one’s around
And dance to when you get lost in the sound of my voice
And hear me out (I’m not ashamed but I’m trying)
I may not be the best but I’m damn good at what I do
And if there’s any questions just meet me in the back room
"Breaking Hearts Is My Hobby," Said She
You’re like a gray sky morning
You’re woken up to and you’re greeted with a smile
But you hide the clouds that threaten the day
And when they show up you turn away
And they rain on everyone’s parade
But you have your back turned on the sun and you say
We’ll cover our scars and lick our wounds
And when the knife comes around again
We’ll be there waiting with our hands on tunes
Because pens and songs are stronger than swords
So we’ll see who wins this little fight
We’ll soon know who’s wrong and right
You draw your blade and attack online
And I’ll write your bane in ink and in the sky
You’re like the year without a summer
A promise of something never to come
Keep everyone inside when you come around
You freeze over lakes and sow lies in the ground
Similes aside you’re really cold tonight
And I wish I was still the one to burn you up inside
But I’m not so I’ll scream in the night
We’ll cover our scars and lick our wounds
And when the knife comes around again
We’ll be there waiting with our hands on tunes
Because pens and songs are stronger than swords
So we’ll see who wins this little fight
You draw your blade and attack online
And I’ll write your bane in ink and in the sky
Maybe when you see what you’ve become
If only you could see you now
Maybe when you see what you’ve become
You’ll realize what you’ve done
And maybe when you see what you’ve become
You’ll hurt the same way the cold burns my bones
I'll Never Have To Buy Adjacent Plots Of Earth
Here's another song from my stash. it's called "I'll Never Have To Buy Adjacent Plots Of Earth" If you can guess the bands that influenced it, I'll give you a cookie.
I’m undressing your intentions
I’ve been at it for years
And your secrets
Won’t get the attention anymore
i should breath deep
but I won’t
at what’s in your keep
but I can’t
and I know
that your eyes are watching me
even though they shouldn’t be
and I know what you’re doing
I’ve got this game your playing
In the bag
So let’s hear it for the fun we had
sleepless nights and sleepless hearts
that’s all I’ve got
that and these scars
and I should breath deep
but I won’t
even though they bleed
but I can’t
that your eyes are watching me
even though they shouldn’t be
and I know what you’re doing
I’ve got this game your playing
In the bag
so let’s hear it for the fun we had
poison lips and poison skies
your kisses in the summer
they left me paralyzed
i should cut deep
but I won’t
to loose your hold on me
but I can’t
and I know
that your eyes are watching me
even though they shouldn’t be
and I know what you’re doing
I’ve got this game your playing
In the bag
So let’s hear it for the fun you thought we had
But I can’t
And I can’t
But I can’t
seem to find the knife
it’s too dull
like your love
like the sun
in the clouded desert skies
but I beat you to it
now you’re gone
you’re too dull
like the clouds
like your love
in the hillside skies
The Runway Lights Are The Deepest Blue...
But that's because I'm lazy.
So yesterday was interesting. Too bad I'm not going to tell you about it.
I do like waking up to messages in my inbox that cheer me up though.
But on to the reason I'm really using this thing: my songs
So here's one for your reading pleasure (or disdain.... whatever.)
It's about this girl who never could catch what I was saying when I tried to be cryptic with lyrics. And she's not my girl anymore, so I figured I'd write a little something. Granted, this was a while ago, I just thought I'd throw this one up there. It's called "The Runway Lights Are The Deepest Blue..."
I know I've used my words on you in the past
Plenty of them went by so fast
Plenty of them went so far overhead
But that's ok baby, you didn't catch what I said...
You can't hold onto my words
You won't know what they're worth...anyway
I tried to keep our teenage tragedy (too little, too late)
No longer bound by hooks or cherished dreams (too little, too late)
This guitar sings with your hipbones
and my mouth st st st st stutters with your eyelids
at least that's what they used to do
Until you came and disrupted my heartbeats
In lieu of what I thought I had right
You can't hold onto my words
You won't know what they're worth... anymore
I tried to hold our teenage tragedy (too little, too late)
No longer bound by hooks or... (too little)
no longer bound by hooks or... (too late)
cherished dreams are all we had
cherished dreams is all we were
I won't hang myself on them anymore
I'm now ending what we started
Deep breath, broken hearted
Though you shouldn't be
Though I shouldn't be
Goodbye to our teenage tragedy
We gazed up at the heavens and stared (too little too late)
and they got angry and overcast with tears (And I'm sorry I was late)
deep clouds broke our concentration (too little, too late)
and deep words messed up the conversation (tried harder before I knew)
And your eyes stopped stole my heart’s station (too little, too late)
So here’s where we are, bidding farewell tonight (too much on your plate)
A love we thought we had tied down in our sight (too little, too late)
Goodbye to our teenage tragedy (too much, too soon)
In lieu of what I thought I had right