Thursday, August 20, 2009

I'm not quite sure
Why your voice can
Make me feel
A thousand things
And I don't know
One of them

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Untitled 2

I'm a mess
Obsessed
I can't let it go
Let it roll
Out of control
Like a wave
I'm crashing
Not burning
Just falling to pieces
It's hormones
But I can't blame that all the time

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Song -- Hollow

I'm sitting here on my bed
Thinking it through
All the things we ever said
Because I'm over you
And I can pick up the pieces
Of my ornaments
But there's no pieces of my heart left
There's just a dent
In my chest

Like the hollow in the bed
Where you used to lie
I can flip the mattress
But it’s still your side
I feel unkempt
And my bleary eyes
Blink in the sun
That you shaded me from
Here I lie
I’m hollow

I paraded myself
Heartbroken
But like you said
Can a heart really break?
I didn't hear it snap
I didn't hear it shatter
But I know it's not quite whole
Look at the cracks
In the pattern
As the drums begin to roll

Like the hollow in the bed
Where you used to lie
I can flip the mattress
But it’s still your side
I feel unkempt
And my bleary eyes
Blink in the sun
That you shaded me from
Here I lie
I’m hollow

Life treats me well, the unspoken
Lies in wait, but tomorrow can be the day
When I confront my evils
I'll chase them all away
Like I did to you
But I'll see my decision through
To the end
People change
I can mend

Like the hollow in the bed
Where you used to lie
I can flip the mattress
But it’s still your side
I feel unkempt
And my bleary eyes
Blink in the sun
That you shaded me from
Here I lie
I’m hollow

{Whispered}
I miss you

Song -- Cherrytree

The cherrytree down the hallway
Past the box of lovers tiff
Blows in the breeze
Of the gale-force winds you wish,
On me
I wrap my arms around the branches
But they splinter, snap and drive themselves
Through my armour-plated skin
Towards me

Why do you wish
That I was hurt?
Our book you ripped
The pages burnt
By the acid dripping off my lips
Just for you

We could have been
Romeo and Juliet
We almost are,
Without the romance but
We’re much more like
Elain and Lancelot
You’re an ass-hole
And I fell for it

My clothes smell of hate now
It stinks yet it's so close
To what used to be a comfort
I can't always hold my nose
You're jacket
You can have it
It reminds me of your logic

Why do I think
You'll come running back
You took your things
We're a pretty train wreck
We're not famous
We'll forget this
Please don't let us regret this

We could have been
Romeo and Juliet
We almost are,
Without the romance but
We’re much more like
Elain and Lancelot
You’re an ass-hole
And I fell for it

(Don't let us blow away like dust)
I fell for it
(Please come back, I'm begging you)
I fell for it
(Oh no, please no, let us be like feathers)
I fell for you

The cherrytree down the hall way
Past the box of lovers tiffs
Blossoms in the darkness
The lights went out over us
I'll try and find you in the panic
But somehow you resist
I've still got your name on my heart, though, 'cause
It's you I always miss

Song -- Little girl {Draft}

I gotta admit
I'm new to this whole
Loving-you-forever thing
But I need a hit
Did you think drugs?
'Cause I meant a fling

(One two three -- Oh!)

I ain't going through fire and flame
To see you again
'Cause frankly I'm just a kid
I'm not Cathy
And you sure as hell ain't Heathcliff

I can go solo --
Not without my band, though
I don't need you
Because I'm only young
It's what's called freedom
I'm just having fun

Song -- Mr Not-Love

You're my mister not love
I don't love you
You don't love me back

You're not, my sugar-pie
Never been
The apple of my eye
Physical attraction
Don't amount to much

Not-love like the movies
Not-love like the songs
We didn’t do anything
So we didn’t go wrong

I don’t know you
But I’ve seen you
On the sidelines of the track
You’re my mister Not-Love
I don’t love you, and
You don’t love me back

I'm not sitting
By the phone, waiting
For your call
You're not listening
To the tone
Wishing I would fall

Not-love like the movies
Not-love like the songs
We didn’t do anything
So we didn’t go wrong

I don’t know you
But I’ve seen you
On the sidelines of the track
You’re my mister Not-Love
I don’t love you, and
You don’t love me back

{Instrumental}

You're still my mister Not-Love
I'm still not your fling
I listen to the radio
And I hear it sing;

Not-love like the movies
Not-love like the songs
We didn’t do anything
So we didn’t go wrong

You don't know me
Have you seen me?
On the sidelines of the track
I'll be your Mrs Not-Love
Don't love me
And I won't love you back.

Song -- If this ain't love

I know I must kinda stupid
Staring after you
And though we've never spoken
Do you feel it too?
Would someone please tell me
What's going on?
I've never felt so stupid
This is wrong
For me

If this is love
Then why d’you look straight past me
If this is love
Don’t make me pick up the slack
If this is love
Look at me
If this is love
Love me back

My friend told me it's dumbass
To be loving you
I told them I wasn't in love
But was I true
To my word?
To your face?
What d'you want
Do you need space
From me?

If this is love
Then why d’you look straight past me
If this is love
Don’t make me pick up the slack
If this is love
Look at me
If this is love
Love me back

If this ain't love
Then don't bother looking back
If this ain't love
I still won't pick up the slack
If this ain't love
Fair enough
If this ain't love
Still, don't love me back.

Cheerio!

I can't hear the thunder
I can't feel the rain
But I know a storm's coming
It's cloudy again
I rejoice in it
Like it's the weekend
You said I was crazy
That I was going round the bend

I'm gonna stamp you out like a fly
I'm gonna lift my shoe and watch you die
It ain't sinister
Because you're not fair
And as for her
Well you got off well

Goodbye, ass-hole
I won't miss you
I hope you catch her freakish looks
Then no-one will kiss you

Suck it up, princess
I don't care no more
You can beg for mercy
But as I said before
I'm gonna stamp you out like a fly
Lift my shoe and watch you die
So fuck off, loser
I hope you always lose
To me you'll always be the bug
The splat on my shoes.