with all your cheap words about hearts & accidents

She's got those thick killer thighs that make me lose my mind
she's got a really cute face and a nice behind
i love the way she reminds me of it when i'm laying in bed
i feel my hand going down and the blood rushing to my head
now if you want some come get some
this bed is red hot my eyes are bloodshot
no sleep no showers just jamie
she's got me in her sights and she's not even aiming
i've got this shaky hand so desperate for a grab
of those juicy thighs and that big thick ass
i need you now i need you some how oh wow
watch the minutes on this clock run right out
we'll make this bed break and show em what we're about

One last chance, one first attempt

I've got a headache
the size of an earthquake
in California lust
I feel the bed shake
the feeling of the matress
underneath us
Baby girl
can i rock your world
leave my mark behind
Baby girl
are you ready for this
i remember every single line
December trysts
ribbons wrapped around broken wrists
This happens when you fall
she fell, i fell, we fell (apart)
Tonight
we're not getting any younger
but i'll be damned if i let you leave
whoa oh she believes
whoa no can't let you leave
oh whoa she thinks of me
oh no i can't think
Tomorrow
stretched across the bed
drain the red
drain my head
these thoughts
blocking any chance of you
the bullets won't go through
signed off and turned on
make this go away

We are such good actors

She whores her skin out to Hollywood
This already perfect life just won't fit
Oh we musn't keep her waiting
She swears to God this will be a hit

Now watch as the scene becomes unsteady
The shits about to hit the fan
You never follow something so blindly
Without having an emergency exit plan

These actors are so not ready
For the fame that they receive
They think that they're so much more pretty
That's a lie but just let them go ahead and believe

My dying breath fades without a trace
Of being mentioned in the scene
I stayed as far away from it as i could
Gossip is so dirty
I chose to stay clean

the truth is bulletproof (you're just a nod and a wave)

evenings spent looking through the window
the neon light sitting on the house across the street
the girls walking and gossiping on the sidewalk
the sounds of quiet buzzing through the air
distant traffic making a small commotion
the dark blue sky stretched wide
the stars that infinity has placed on high
the dreams of the city lie within the streets
the sounds coming from the shoes on distant feet
the thought of never coming back
makes me almost cry beyond the black
the darkness of this room has my head swimming
through the waves of loneliness
let's make it through the last of the year
until the 31st is over and we can make those wishes
come true

Take a chill pill and choke

let's start over
backspace the last few sentences
replace them with something new
something you'll never know
everyday there's a new problem
you hate me because of x
let's find what x is
let's find out why this sex is (so bad)
you're like mathematics for love addicts
i'm quite accustomed to dramatics
she schemes million dollar dreams
thinking about the fashion model life
you're only a model on how to misuse a knife
cut yourself and say you're still pretty
throwing up in the toilet only makes you feel shitty
so what if you're not a size zero
so what if your ribs don't show
that catwalk ain't got shit
it's all about talk
wearing fancy clothes, turning around in circles
that shit's just another joke
courtesy of Gucci
just a lie, a way to advertise
perfection is another lie
you'll be trying til the day you die
and not one time will you ever get it right
so tell me right now, you be the liar, i'll be the broken vow
you can't make it (break it)
baby girl, you might as well fake it (shake it)
you're so dishonest, you're fading

grenades and good luck (you'll need it later)

things can change in one week
people fall in love and others fade
the girl with whom you once shared kisses
now calls herself his misses
i swear by the burnt out stars
i'll make those last few kisses your greatest scars
love is a dirty trick, a cheap shot
almost anything is fair
brass knuckles for golden hearts
we've gotta put an end to these "lets restart"s
your ears are tuned to me like a dial
your eyes searching for a lonely profile
he never gets his chance in the world
you never cared about him, you're a promiscuous girl
you're hips are crashing into this dancefloor
your lies are taking me places i've never been before
velvet tongues across satin skins
you gotta make sure that you got ink in that pen
she's a writer of gossip and lies
she's got her own gospel written by her thighs
7 minutes in heaven, an hour of power
baby girls like her don't care for flowers
it's the sex she wants that i can't get
a loss for words for losing the bet
i lay my everything down on the line
leave it overnight for her to find
she disregards what is true
she sees green in what is blue
start believing, she's deceiving and not so pretty
too bad baby girl you're only half as witty
in this day and age it's wit vs. vanity
sweetheart, wit won't take away your sanity
now you be good, it's close to christmas time
instead of a present, i leave you this rhyme

signed with sincerity and just a touch of false clarity
XOXO

romance in the scene

Tin cans along the desk lets me know she's still a mess
in this pig sty somewhere i left my heart
she knows the way to go, cleanliness under control
our hands sink below the sheets like sunken ships in the sea
yesterday's relationships are still shaking hips, sh sh sh shaking
AH! YOU CAN'T SAY I NEVER GAVE ANYTHING,
I ALWAYS GAVE YOU (AWAY)
letters by the door she screamed an hour before
i'm falling apart this time to the sounds of this rhyme
feel the beat she leaves in my chest underneath her feet
walking down the street where she used to live
looking for pieces of her soul she has nothing left to give
she has no heart only a hand and a head start
i've got the gun baby killing you would be no fun
but this is the way it has to be in seperate gangs in this industry
i bet i'll have a hit on the radio before you get the chance to turn your dial

I've got too much time on my hands (but this watch is broken)

Isn't it funny how sometimes we put the best things on hold
second best is on the other line
sometimes we never drag these lakes for the truth
sometimes we take anything she says
we're not as good as gold, but we're still trying
walking hand in hand, you've got me hooked
this is just the prologue to history
we were here before you
we'll be around long after
you're so desperate to hear me say it
but that would be a lie sweetheart
remember, your resolution was to tell the truth
you can't cut corners like you cut your wrists
baby steps vs. full grown breaths
time to stop the presses and get shit straight
gossip columns can't save you now
you know i found the truth in blue
cuz blue never reminds me of me and you

Rejection vs. Razorblades

Today cuts across my wrists
Tomorrow is the scar
She only loves me on the weekends
I only love her when i'm alive
XO followed by oh no
Champagne kisses and caviar schemes
She's got me right where she wants me
Those disco hips that sink modern ships
I've got these golden god lips that unload like clips
I'm the best bang for your buck
I got the moves that earned me #1 fuck
Time for me now to take a bow and say goodnight

my present, your scar

Your words are like razors to my throat
i'm at a loss of complete sentences
everything you've said
i've been mislead
words can cause wars
who will start this war?
technicolor blood of the future
these battlegrounds were won
he gave his arm and leg (not to mention his sanity)
no more fighting is no more love
caught in a web, we are trapped
she is the spider
her venom has me fooled
and to think she loved me
somethings crash and burn
you're one of those things

the reach for revenge (i love you)

It's 4:30 in the afternoon
behind closed eyes
in front of this screen
my buzz comes from this blog
a chance to destroy hearts or make lives
maybe neither
let's not get overdramatic over here sweetheart
but a little something like it
take some off the top (of my head)
i miss you in week
let's start a countdown

The truth in falling in love (and other popular lies)

She's got those cancer coated secrets i don't wanna know.
She's got a venom laced tongue that i can't let go.
She's a lack of words, a bitter curse, that i won't outgrow.
Temptation should've been her name, she's got me like a kid when she plays those games.
Steady hearts for deadly speakers.
I got a pulse that would put earthquakes to shame.
I have this habit of falling asleep credited to my name.
She stands, one night stands, on tongue tab.
Get to paying, not playing, i'm through with that.
If you want it, come get it, i'll be waiting here.

Balance vs. Belief

I never make it out on time.
This watch is getting old.
Thise love is growing cold.
Remember when our hands never went too far away.
Now you've left me and night turns back to day.
The sheets on the bed turn to blue.
These thoughts of love go out to you.
Sunlight pours between the blinds.
It's funny if you look what you can find.
I miss every mistake you ever spoke.
I miss everytime you were around and i would choke.
This kind of feeling, it must be nine in the afternoon.
My insides feel like they are in the mosh.
I can't figure out what it is you do to me.
You make my small lake turn into a sea.
You're my good luck charm.
You're my lucky lottery ticket.
One last kiss for good luck.

XO

Girls are made of sugar and spice, but that doesn't mean they're always nice

These windows we call people aren't so easy to see through.
He thought he saw inside of her.
He thought he knew.
He spent days watching endless rain.
The other days watching the fog roll in clouds low to the ground.
She was the greatest magician ever.
He could never figure her out.
Her magic, His mystery.
This is loneliness at best, at best.

Nights of nostalgia

You sit in chairs and think "where the fuck has time went?"
You stare in wonder as you feel the keys dance underneath your fingers.
This past time of internet bloggers and online poets is mysterious, yet pure beauty.
We sit in circles tracing our fingers for the right words.
We hold you hostage baby.
Your attention is being held for ransom.
Word for word.
One liners that rival the strongest liquors.
The rum vs. the rumors.
He'd kill to for another shot.
This kid's gotta prove himself.
No more blanks in these chambers.
These guns are for real.
My hand to your head.
See you in the afterlife (writing from a grave)