It;s cold out here, under the stars
I don't really know where you are
But I want you
I want you
I know it's wrong to stand and wait
For someone who is always late
But I want to
Did you get my text, it's fucking freezing
I shouldn't wait in the breezes
I've got goosebumps
And the neighbours are starting to talk
Are you coming back love
Are you coming.... Jack
I'm frozen here in your back yard
Watching the lights of the traffic pass
But I want you
I want you
I feel if I stay out here for too long
I'll die and you might never hear this song
I'll be forgtotten
Please pick up my calls, I need to be hearing
Your voice down the line; my head clearing
You give me goosebumps
And the neighbours have given up
Are you coming back love
Are you coming... Jack
I promise I won't get sick and die
If only you stay by my side
I'll be fine
I swear I'll make it through the days
To get a job and to be paid
If you stay
Please, please get my text I think I'm frozen
Out of time, out of this moment
The goosebumps go
The neighbours have all moved away
There's no reason you can't keep your promise
You said you'd always be honest
You said you'd come if I called
So did you get my text; I'm fucking freezing
I need a call; I need a reason
To keep living
As the memories they fade
Are you coming back?
Are you coming back?
Are you coming back, love?
Are you coming, Jack?
xE
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Song -- Brats
These days it seems
That everyone is ignorant to me
It's not race or fat
Just idiots being spoiled brats
Maybe if they had to walk out
To get water that's far out
Then they'd be grateful for the
Father who made the daughter
It's not just anybody
It's a nation of idiots
We learn to say gracias
And God bless the SAS-S-S
Maybe if we gave up lying
Then there would be no crying
But its capital disaster
It's what they're all after
That everyone is ignorant to me
It's not race or fat
Just idiots being spoiled brats
Maybe if they had to walk out
To get water that's far out
Then they'd be grateful for the
Father who made the daughter
It's not just anybody
It's a nation of idiots
We learn to say gracias
And God bless the SAS-S-S
Maybe if we gave up lying
Then there would be no crying
But its capital disaster
It's what they're all after
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Song -- He
He called me gorgeous
But my face looked like shit
He said 'Look forwards'
But I couldn't take it
He said he loved me
I couldn't say it back
My friend's excited
Don't want me to be alone
Bored and tired
Sitting by the phone
If only she knew
I turned that same phone off
Again
And yes he's charming
And sometimes he's quite sweet
But I can never, ever seem to sleep
With him on my mind
He takes my hand and pulls me through the snow
I want to tell him
I just want to go
But his eyes they look so innocent
I'm just
Fooling him with my pretense
Duck diving for my defense
He can't see it
A fake smile apon my face
He's too caught up in the chase
If he can't see it
But my face looked like shit
He said 'Look forwards'
But I couldn't take it
He said he loved me
I couldn't say it back
My friend's excited
Don't want me to be alone
Bored and tired
Sitting by the phone
If only she knew
I turned that same phone off
Again
And yes he's charming
And sometimes he's quite sweet
But I can never, ever seem to sleep
With him on my mind
He takes my hand and pulls me through the snow
I want to tell him
I just want to go
But his eyes they look so innocent
I'm just
Fooling him with my pretense
Duck diving for my defense
He can't see it
A fake smile apon my face
He's too caught up in the chase
If he can't see it
Friday, January 8, 2010
Song -- Don't do this
I see you with your foot in the door
Oh, please don't do this
As you glance your eyes to the floor
I'm restless, don't screw this
I promise to do all you ask of me
Just don't do this
I'll stop writing all that poetry
Just don't do this
Please don't do this
I won't listen to music anymore
Just don't do this
I won't throw my clothes on the floor
Just don't do this
I won't dance around, spin around, drag you down
Just don't do this
Just don't stay
Oh, please don't do this
As you glance your eyes to the floor
I'm restless, don't screw this
I promise to do all you ask of me
Just don't do this
I'll stop writing all that poetry
Just don't do this
Please don't do this
I won't listen to music anymore
Just don't do this
I won't throw my clothes on the floor
Just don't do this
I won't dance around, spin around, drag you down
Just don't do this
Just don't stay
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Song -- Please miss me
I miss you a little more today
It's okay, I know where you are
I just can't seem to find our way
Back onto the path
Will you miss me when I change
Could you tell the difference
Will I still look the same
On the same track
And one day I promise I'll run from you
And I'll never come back
But please don't miss me
My heart has cracked
Oh it's not like it used to be
I know that you don't smile
At the things we used to
And I doubt you'd even try
I left you alone today
It's okay, you knew where I was
It's just not enough to pay
For another mix of muesli
Would you miss me if I died
And left you hanging o-o-on
Would you stay by my side
Until I broke
And one day I promise I'll run from you
So hold me closer
And breath calm, like you do
I'm not a racer
But I'll see it through
It's okay, I know where you are
I just can't seem to find our way
Back onto the path
Will you miss me when I change
Could you tell the difference
Will I still look the same
On the same track
And one day I promise I'll run from you
And I'll never come back
But please don't miss me
My heart has cracked
Oh it's not like it used to be
I know that you don't smile
At the things we used to
And I doubt you'd even try
I left you alone today
It's okay, you knew where I was
It's just not enough to pay
For another mix of muesli
Would you miss me if I died
And left you hanging o-o-on
Would you stay by my side
Until I broke
And one day I promise I'll run from you
So hold me closer
And breath calm, like you do
I'm not a racer
But I'll see it through
Monday, December 14, 2009
Song -- Pin Cushion
I beg, please...
THink before you stick that pin in me
I don't want to be a pin cushion
Bloodshot eyes and worn out skin
So, please, just please
Don't drag me in
I may be young
It's a Friday at the club
And I may be blind drunk
And I stumble throught the streets
But I'm not gullible
I know when you are putting me on
And it's not gonna be fun
It'll just be vicious
So please...
Think before you stick that pin in me
I'm not another pin cushion
With bloodshot eyes and veins caved in
So, please, just please...
Don't drag me in
I'm not that kind
And you might see me walking
Away from you quite soon
Without even dealing or talking...
I'm not naive enough
To fall for your games
To go through all the pain
Just for a new buzz
So please...
Think before you stick that pin in me
I'm not another pin cushion
Tired eyes, worn out skin
So please, just please...
I don't want to be another
I won't slip you a roll of notes
Never the one to ponder
How you afford those blokes
I wish
I wish
So just please...!
Think before you stick them dirty pins into me
I don't want to be a pin cushion
Don't want to make my veins cave in
So please, just please...
Don't drag me in
THink before you stick that pin in me
I don't want to be a pin cushion
Bloodshot eyes and worn out skin
So, please, just please
Don't drag me in
I may be young
It's a Friday at the club
And I may be blind drunk
And I stumble throught the streets
But I'm not gullible
I know when you are putting me on
And it's not gonna be fun
It'll just be vicious
So please...
Think before you stick that pin in me
I'm not another pin cushion
With bloodshot eyes and veins caved in
So, please, just please...
Don't drag me in
I'm not that kind
And you might see me walking
Away from you quite soon
Without even dealing or talking...
I'm not naive enough
To fall for your games
To go through all the pain
Just for a new buzz
So please...
Think before you stick that pin in me
I'm not another pin cushion
Tired eyes, worn out skin
So please, just please...
I don't want to be another
I won't slip you a roll of notes
Never the one to ponder
How you afford those blokes
I wish
I wish
So just please...!
Think before you stick them dirty pins into me
I don't want to be a pin cushion
Don't want to make my veins cave in
So please, just please...
Don't drag me in
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