March 2013
1 post
sometimes when i think about you, and your clothes that just didn’t fit, its hard to remember anything else. you were lost inside your shirt, wrapped up tight, nothing can hurt not the way that you do everything you touch and that’s the reason why i buy my clothes ten sizes too big just in case i ever see you again
August 2012
1 post
intravenous
what happens when this plan they’ve got just doesn’t work when science and the doctors let you down cause i was brought up to believe i could put all my faith in medicine in drugs and needles - intravenous, can’t you just get better? they’ve got it all wrong can’t be as bad as it sounds cause you were just a kid when your body gave in intravenous, can i make it...
March 2012
1 post
Old Engine
To pick it back up After falling The old engine is stalling A piece of machinery That ain’t what it used to be, A relic of friends that Stopped calling
I could pick it right up Lift it high off the floor But after all of the bad What good is it for? You don’t come around, You don’t come around, You don’t come around anymore. To make a new dress Out of old jeans Chasing...
February 2012
2 posts
you've got me
i wish i were an astronaut i’d take a trip to space and maybe only then from a million miles away i’d see from high up above and finally understand everything you’re thinking and i’d have the upper hand
but you’ve got me in the sticky space between your fingers and underneath your nails and you’ve got me in the crooked spots between your teeth and underneath...
the water.
it’s a book about you that you don’t care to read pages falling out like leaves dying on trees
well i remember a time when the ending was a happy one for me
i cannot change the way the water moves, and how its just like you, pushing past me, wrapping round my knees it won’t let me go but it won’t just let me drown
December 2011
2 posts
a waste.
saw you’re spinning records five a time heard they’re sending out your voice on that old radio line well you weren’t so special when it was just you and i you were scared of getting old and people watching you die
you’re just like all the sentimental girls you hate you’re just like all the alcoholic boys you date i used to think you’d be the one to get away but...
if it could save you
I would break My own heart in two If it could save you If broken hearts could save you I would break Every heart in town I’d rip every last bit out I swear it’s the truth And it’s just what I’d do If it could save you
October 2011
3 posts
There is no best of me left
You haven’t got it,
It’s just gone.
Just like yesterday,
And your money
Once it’s all been spent.
If I were your daughter
I bet you’d feel differently
And if I were your son
I bet you’d change your mind
But someone has to be small
For you to feel so big inside.
failure
don’t feel like you failed me, you said feel anything and everything but that but i can’t help it, it’s the only thing i feel, it’s all that i have
you say i wouldn’t love you if you weren’t you and you wouldn’t be if you didn’t do the things you do, you’ll fail me now for sure if you don’t start to believe that it’s true but you...
minuteman
you say you’re a benevolent god. well i am waging all i’ve got that all the bodies on your lawn would beg to differ.
i am dressed before the gun goes off i’m a minute man, this line of defense is all you have. another soldier’s beating on his drum and it goes bum bum bum bum keeping time as i’m sinking in the grass.
September 2011
2 posts
This is just a quick acoustic version of my new...
This is a little song I wrote for one of my best...
August 2011
2 posts
The Whole World Sings Along
Really we’re all just prostitutes Just with different skills She’s good in bed And I’m good at writing songs She sells her body And I sell my soul It’s the same to make a dime What’s the difference once it’s all been spent?
And it’s just the same They forget her face And no one knows my name But I’ll get rich quick And the world will sing along
...
Someday
I remember once you said to me,
“if it’s broken, let it be.
Try to fix it, it won’t ever mend.”
Maybe someday,
You and me,
Could go back to the way it used to be.
Back to the days
When you liked me.
Cause I’ve waited for your reply
Since last July.
And ‘till that day
You come find me,
I won’t try to fix what wrong,
I’ll let it be.
July 2011
3 posts
stand-off
i had you in my hands you ran like water fast as you can to get away from me a silly little girl cause i can’t keep up fast as i can finally catch up to you it’s a stand-off no one leaves until the gun goes off everybody’s watching from the street it’s a stand-off i’m praying i don’t get my head blown off before i can bring you to your knees the dust in your...
basket weighted balloon
i have lived a lifetime just today it’s something in the way everything just falls into place and sometimes doesn’t stop i have had the highest highs and the lowest lows all wrapped up with a bow since i woke up this morning with the sheets wrapped around my head that i used as tiny pink baby they still smell the same and they are the only thing that stays the same.
i have traveled...
a fire you can't put out
i want you to remember that you’re the one that threw me out you couldn’t put your drink down long enough to hold the door
and i’m sure all your friends are laughing at your stupid fucking jokes cause there are no genetics keeping them linked to you it’s been a day, but the gun’s still smoking and in our yard is a fire you can’t put out it’s been years,...
June 2011
3 posts
channeling martha wainwright
every time i listen to “factory” and “bloody mother fucking asshole” i swoon and i beg god to let me write a song like that. someday, i think.
break this record
You, You’re like an atom bomb And when you go It all blows up So let’s build a bunker, baby
You, You’re like a hurricane And it rains, and it rains, And it rains for days So let’s build a raft and sail away And you say go ahead, Just go on without me And you say go ahead, You’re better off without me
I’ll break this record, Leave it on repeat Until the needle...
don't come any closer
i’m sorry that i showed up at your house in the middle of the night i knew it wasn’t right but i did it anyway and you nearly called the police on me
i’m sorry that i wrote you too many times you said you never saw a word you said you hadn’t heard but i think maybe you did and you couldn’t wait to see me go i’m always the last to know
don’t come any...
May 2011
1 post
this is a song i wrote as a graduation gift for a...
April 2011
2 posts
skeleton.
this just might be too much for me i thought i was so big and strong but you’ve worn me down to my bones and nobody loves a skeleton this much i know, it’s like i’ve got an anorexic soul.
hollywood
you’re so fucking hollywood. you know that, don’t you? thinking you’re some kind of savior, but baby you’re a ghost.
you’re just another wannabe that really only wants to be anything but jaded, anything but just like me. but just like every other wannabe that really only wants to be anything but faded really you are just like me
March 2011
2 posts
royalty.
i wonder what i might say to you if one day you really did follow through for today i won’t worry myself with that, with queens and kings and cymbal signals my expectations are low enough this time.
with every plane ticket i pretend to buy and the words you wrote to me back in july the part of me that dreams begins to die i know you’re never coming back one thing’s for sure and...
setting sail
a simple request
and really, all i asked for was an audience with the queen.
February 2011
3 posts
may
sitting on the plane, hands clenched tight, i made you hate me. everybody stared, nobody dared to speak.
lying on the bed, eyes shut tight, i tired myself out. if anybody cared, nobody dared tell me.
it’s love - new song.
January 2011
2 posts
setting sail
i won’t write, i won’t call i’ll take your pictures off my wall i won’t breathe, i won’t speak i’ll put your record on repeat and look for ghosts in sound waves bouncing in the halls.
darling, don’t you worry i am setting sail to get away from you sweetheart, sleep soundly i am taking off to steal myself from you
i won’t beg, i won’t cry...
let down
your hands were small like your heart your eyes were big like your head i kept inside a box every letter you ever sent this is me asking to be let down your thoughts were loud like your drums your will was soft like your voice i held inside my hands every chain link you ever gave this is me asking to be let down.
December 2010
2 posts
anniversary
it seems that everybody’s proud of me
except it seems that you’re not
i turned twenty-one this summer
but im sure you forgot
it’s easiest to forget when you just don’t care at all
i choose to believe it was harder for you than that
even if only slightly
I’ve been told by many that I’m pretty
Except I was never told by you
I said out loud once I could be...
a good day.
i’ll probably be twenty-five when i finally stop acting twelve and i’ll actually make up my mind when communists leave just one brand on the shelf and that will be a good day
i’ll eventually get a real job when the market’s about to cave in and i’ll meet a boy i like a lot when he’s playing my love songs for somebody else but that will be a good day
i’ll...
November 2010
10 posts
better than nothing
today would make thirty-nine times i tried you lost your nerve every last one of them
i’m waiting for the news to say you’re in town i’ll curse your name till it hits you like a bullet
it’s hard to chew, harder still to swallow and it cuts me like it cuts me like a dull razor blade but i think yeah i think at least i feel something and that’s better than nothing.
I’m not sure why I didn’t put this one...
Last December
I really wish I never wrote you that letter A thousand times before I knew better I just wanted you to say That you knew somebody Just as fucked up as him
Cause he’s shitfaced And you’re sleeping I come home to find I can’t again Three thousand miles Just to find out what I’ve done
Cause I’m knocked down And you’re driving In the car where you said you can’t get old One fleeting picture Just...
sometimes when you run out of words to compose...
Ladies and Gentlemen, About A Boy.
winter cleaning
i threw away all of my old notebooks today and somehow still i’m writing about you i retraced all of my own old words i used to describe how you made me feel so alive funny now, because you feel like just a ghost
i miss you so fucking much, it hurts.
i wish i knew what exactly i did to make you hate me i wish i knew what exactly i did to make you erase me i wish i knew what exactly i did...
I can’t believe I am still awake or that I...
if only i'd said it first
“in my happy home i barely breathe. in my lover’s arms i find relief. and there’s a sky that’s changing and a bird that sings. i never once in my wayward life was heading to run out. in my lover’s arms i wait for morning. i beg my god to speak and tear me apart. i lay down my body, i lay down my arms. i never once in my sweet short life meant anybody harm. in...
about a boy.
i bought a plane ticket for a boy thought i’d learn to fly for him back when i thought i’d die for him the heart that self-destructs is not a toy
i wrote my first love song for a boy thought i’d play it back to him instead i fade to black to him it’s not just my guitar that he’ll destroy
i took off all my clothes for a boy thought i’d get real close to him but...
this is a slightly older one, but i thought it...
October 2010
7 posts
on wishes
i wish that you’d call well maybe just write i wish that i could just feel alright
i wish that you’d say that you were just confused i wish that i didn’t feel so used
i wish that you’d try to say that you’re sorry i wish that you’d swallow all your pride
i wish that you’d change or maybe just lie i wish that you’d maybe tell me why
i thought...
77
i think that i’m breaking down. i miss you so bad. i think that i’m fading out. i wish you’d understand. all i wanted was to be just like you.
maybe just maybe
i wonder if maybe just maybe it’s possible that i’m undefeated unshaken unabashed underrated uncomplicated and therefore maybe more than just maybe it’s possible that i’m
unloveable.
pretty things
i wrestle the truth like i wrestle my dinner down face down in the ring giving up in the final round bloodied knuckles and not another scratch on me you’re bruised all over but you can’t feel a thing
i could burst into flames in your front yard but i know you won’t see it and i would write it in blood across my face if i knew that you’d read it and all i can do is hope...
security
i wish you had something to say to me your indifference is what scares me the most and just in case you change your mind i’m becoming someone that you don’t know
and i think we’ll probably meet in the middle of the street someday i might say “hi” but it’s more likely that i’ll just let you pass me by what’s the point in hello after all this time?...
winter
don’t get too much thinner your bones might collapse under the weight of your clothes and it’s almost winter you’ll feel the wind rip right through your soul
the queen.
i don’t need your machine or big men to stand behind me and i don’t need manufactured melodies or my face in a magazine. and i could still be queen if i wanted.
September 2010
4 posts
Okay so I’ve made the decision to start...