never go down without a fight, never fight without going down

Nothings real to me anymore, all of these things i've never even seen before
I make up in my head what i choose to believe, i believe theres a trick up God's sleeve
wrapped around you like a well kept secret scarf on the neck of failure, somehow i manage to get lost in your lack of backbone
the gap that replaces it is a long, dark valley where i'm crowded by your megalomania and unrealistic ideas
i wanna break you down just a bone at a time, too bad there are laws that state thats a crime

wet behind the ears vs. wet between the legs

i love the saying "down my alley"
i feel like if anyone was down my alley right now, i'd stab it
i dont know what the fuck i'm on either
i'm too full(of myself) to eat any humble pie
plus it probably tastes like shit

and another thing

yea
i sound like (the) fucking shit in my head
it's like my own little hollywood
i'm the bee with all the buzz
paparazzi rhymes with nazi
i dont know what that means just yet
so you're not the only one left out

i'd say you're a dime
but only in the dime a dozen kinda way

i cuddled close to my worst enemy before the war (she looks so good in s(c)andals)

Catching eyes, crashing hearts,
i'll try to pay attention, but broke(n) ears can't hear for shit
i talk too much about the same things
i'm pretty fucking awkward too
don't ever buy into it
i try to be cute, but it's more like without the e
if i ever saw my insides i'd probably leave them the same
or maybe change, sometimes i just want what you want
and sometimes i want the exact opposite
i want the fights, the arguments, the political debates
i'll never love you again, well in the same way
maybe you'll make a pretty disaster
but you're not that tragic
when you get some press coverage, then call me
keep your smalltown crimes to yourself
there's a new sheriff in town named "I need some fucking sleep"
let him takeover for a bit and see where things go
but i'm not that sleepy
save me a seat somewhere cold
i love the chills that crawl down my spine
i love wearing hoodies everywhere
i love writing about things you'll never understand
my hands getting stressed over nothing
it's probably just a bad case of the blues
he had it right when he said " and swallow them too"
but i've never had that much luck
sometimes i wanna fix myself
but some broken records are stuck on your favorite lyrics
i dont know if this is a bad thing, i guess i'll find out tonight

onstage youre no one, outside youre more

The air chokes on me, thats how bad i get, nights where the depression is depressed.
My mind is so overloaded and hollow, these thoughts mean nothing and everything.
The key to my mind is Dminor, not a pitch under or over, just so you know.
Next time you're singing your sweet sugar serenade, don't even try to change the tune.
i'm telling you for your own good, i'm just bad news, you'll lose out, keep your song to yourself.

ive got a fetish for the way everything sounds so much better in my head, 8 o clock in the morning, just laying in bed, rewind through my mind, trying to remember my favorite line i said yesterday, kept it on the inside, told myself the same lie, ill remember this one tomorrow, got in front of a blog and met with instant sorrow, memorybank robbed, the message displayed as "sorry, could not retrieve data" and i must confess, i knew this would happen, half the fun of losing your mind is that its so hard to find on later dates in the rain, well im not washed up, im just wet under the eyes.

catch me this fall

This means business, four floors up where we kiss the sun through the glass windows.
You can't call in sick because we all know you're just fine, got your shades in, me out in the heat.
I miss you (in bed and at work) left me on the floor, left a note by the door that read "thanks for the love, it just wasnt enough"
You're the queen of leaving me empty handed and full in the head, i'm staying asleep in bed.
The next time you come around with him, i'll let him know right now, i've been there and done that, hes in for it.
Your scent stitched in my nose, a permanent trip to Hell in every smell.
Your shadows traced inside these sleeves, thats the last time you ever borrow one of my shirts.
I miss the way you used to smile like the streetlight on the corner of my cove.
My hands used to reach all the way up until your lips were the only thing i cared ot feel.
Well i've always been one for talking to myself about these things, my little schizophrenic self serenades.
I must confess, i've never loved or hated anyone as much as me.

i dont even know who i am anymore (im the foreign policy)

baby, ive got a head full of nonsense and a page full of proof
this city in my heart says you could be my president
too bad the elections over and the ballots never counted
growing up or going down? well im somewhere in the mid(d)l(if)e(crisis)
im thinking the administration in my mind is signing exclusive papers
the ones that ensure you this heartbreak is all according to Misenti policy
take all complaints up with my secretary cuz i just dont care to hear
this is the year where your vote matters most
the difference between me and my opponent is the depression
baby, with me, you'll never hear anything else but selfconceited hate speeches in the mirror

perfect enemies make perfect sense to me

I'm only thinking in Times New Roman, heart off in another time zone
I'm carried the burden of staying true to myself and holding the ghost of a dead writer
I only look in the mirror when i want to see something wrong in the world
I'm my own first class enemy, so many things wrong with me, too many to see
bitter flesh wrapped around a structure made for failure, this is so me this season
fashion models lined up dying to show off some skin, im selling mine out and calling it sin
while the politicians sit around capping off the latest campaign with some champagne
vote for my selfindulged, sarcastic sense of say something as your (let your conscience be your) guide

i've got a way with words (you only got away)

right now i really can't word these emotions
usually, my mind and my fingers go hand in hand
but right now its kinda like hand to hand
try not to get too close to the tip of my tongue sweetheart
my insides are like outerspace, my organs are different planets
i just wanna swallow so you can fill the spaces inbetween
right now i'm the biggest contradiction
the crashing ambulance, the backseat driver
i'm probably the most successful failure ever
i'm a sequence of awkward moments and suggestive sexual themes
i swear to god i'd fit in the 70s porn industry
i think my heart beats to the cheesy basslines
everything about me is yet to be discovered
be my map baby, lead me to myself

sing youself out of this one (sign myself to the night)

I'm like a disaster in that "coming to theaters soon" kind of way
you're always glued to the screen looking for the release date
when you don't even notice that i've been out forever
out of this world, out of my mind, out of my clothes, out of luck
insider trading, scars for stories, takes one to know one
i've got a lifetime membership to the lonely hearts club
but you never notice the other people at the meetings
that's the point, we're not in this together
we're in here by ourselves forever, best friends is a myth
if i could prove everything fake was real, would we be able to work?
from the aliens to nessie to bigfoot to ghosts
i just want everyone to change their minds
if only the talltales were cut down to size, you could believe my eyes
i've got the blues in my sockets, you can't stare into them for long tho
like the ocean, you'll drown, mouth to mouth, you let my flesh breathe
the way she used to mean everything, now her definition is gone
i'm gonna rewrite the dictionary in a big, new way
every word will be accompanied by a picture of you
the girl of many words, fuck yous, and never sorry
i just wanna hear that song on the radio so i can fall in love again

more in the late PM when my mind is out of its cell/itself

Room #M3

Strange phonecalls from The Middle of Nowhere show up on my caller i.d.
Go to say hello, click followed by the dialtone and everything inside me
Race to the skin like the surface is leaking, bleed from the outside in
Seep into sleep like water dancing inside of this ocean
The cars at the depths have no chance of salvation, i'm struggling for breath
I'm the type to let you go just to save myself, selfishly sleeping until you can say something
The phone laying on my stomach, restricted calls again, my mind is vacant
Like a motel, millions of empty rooms you'll never want to check into
It seems like the worst parts of me are the suites
No matter how attractive and fashionable they are, you;d rather sleep elsewhere
well tonight when i'm holding you, i'll hold you tight to my flesh like you're a missing piece of the puzzle
I hope this solves everything or i'll be alone in my head again

Talk is cheap, i talk, what does that make me?

Everyday's the same thing over and over
I'm on loop, time and time again, mistakes play by play
I'm still not seeing it, put in my contacts, i really need new friends
I love the way it rains only when i'm around
the clouds are making secret signals above
we're so fake, we're so in love, i dont even remember what we're lying about
this doesn't look to good on my resume, my hearts on sleep mode
The next time i'm on, why don't you tell me what you just said again
In the morning, i'll forget every face i've ever loved
Just know you'll be there

not currently taking bids

I'm so unaware of myself, like the wars that must be being waged in my head
I don't know what else to call it, i'm thinking its like if Vegas were hell
all the neon lights have burst into flames, the poker tables releasing demons
i'm making bets on more than snake eyes, its like Satans right there
i won't sell my soul, well only cuz i can't, there's only a body
and i won't sell these hands, they're my magic in the flesh
i'm starting to get a fever, and my chills are cracking my spine
this is the last time i'll ever kiss you without protection
should've found my soul on EBay, this would hurt the right way

machine made man

I'm crawling out of bed like it's the emergency exit of some big fire at a broadway premiere
notice the big part is the fire, nobody remembers the actors, just the instinct to get the fuck out
and you're telling me to stay behind, i know this isn't right, you can't trick me into my own death
the only treat i'm getting out of this is the whole meet your long lost enemy five years later thing
meeting at a local starbucks, get that jittery/anxious feeling and you havent even had your coffee yet
well sneak your handgun in your coatpocket like they even care "kill us all kid"
i bet you wish you had left your conscience at the door with your coat
its a long way from the front door to the bathroom, can you hold it in?

im back in black (turn on the ACDC in here, its hot)

Back on the map like atlantis
you can't stop me cuz i didn't even plan this
duck duck goose, crash your caboose
the feeling you should have should resemble feeling loose
kinda like change you have hanging around on your drawer
but too bad im a writer and i don't really know her
i won't ever be behind your closed door
but its better that way if the girls just a whore

goddamn grindcore kids (since when did Satan become so stylish)

We have to start something new
it has to be done today
no better time, tomorrow will only let you down
so right now, the only thing you should put off
is your procrastination, don't let it hold you back
you lay in bed like it's some kind of shelter
but the only thing that's bombing here is you
wasting away like a rotting corpse
well i wont let you feed on my time anymore

raise up from your grave
devour the life thats left inside
harvest this occasion
you say theres nothing to believe in
well, thats just a lie

you say theres nothing to die for
you think that its just that
our body will only rot
there is no soul inside

you are misguided
pick up faith at the nearest entrance
you've missed something my friend
something that could cost your life

christianity is NOT the only religion
but please pick something now
believe in something atleast
start your worship today

you think that atheism or satanism is cool
but you're dealing with something you dont want
and if you say you do
well wait til late tonight when the demons come to knock

i'll paint a blood red picture for you right now
the flesh will rip from the skin
and it's your fault cuz you let them in
your life will become service out of circumstance
he has you on his finger, a special place in hell
without the flames and screaming
but a place of your own despair

reach out now!
i am all that is now
surrender your soul!
he is behind you
give up your pride!
you are only stubborn
and if Satan is what you truly seek!
then let this be!!!

i said i'd never do a country song, but then again i never thought i'd love you

You got this whole thing for southern accents
and your tan lines are on my mind most nights spent
thinking of how i'm gonna make my next move
cuz after a while i know that my words won't be as smooth
calculating and debating everything you've said
well every word you've spoke i swear somewhere i've read
you're about as unoriginal as knock off brand coke
and i know you've been doing it in thin ropes
across the bathroom sink, your favorite place for nosebleeds
i wanna be like the tissue you to wipe it off, or atleast that's what i think
your brand new diet consists of living off of cigs, coke, and cheerios
but i think there's more to this than treating this all like its a joke
your friends think it's cool to sniff a few lines
well i think it's cooler if you've been listening to mine
baby, i'm trying to take you somewhere
not the bed, but the place where the music's stored in your head
i wanna be the favorite song you'll always come back to
even when you're pissed off or you're feeling blue
i wanna make sure i can always be the cure for you
the cancer doesn't stand a chance by the time i'm through
the thoughts that coagulate like dried blood under your nose
and baby i just want you to know that you're so beautiful
i've got something for you love that the drugs don't
i've got open arms, a big kiss, a blanket and most of all a soul
cuz when the cocaine and cigarettes run out on you
when getting high is the only thing you can do
well, i think you should know, that i'm here for you
put down those drugs, baby i've got alot of hugs
cuz baby you've got your booze and flaws
and in my mind i'm hearing the oohs and ahs
but i think you should just stop
you're fooling yourself, you're too pretty
to be influenced by this shitty city
don't let them tell you what is cool
look at them, they're the biggest fools
nothing but drama and a long list of pointless lovers
baby, you mean so much under my covers
so just take a shower for an hour, clean yourself off
throw away the cocaine and the cigs and the booze too
baby girl, i love you and everything you do
and whoever told you that one lie, well that was false
but this is true

If diamonds weren't a girl's best friend, she wouldn't have one

The way the reservations have been made
is just a damn sure way of saying i'm getting.....paid?
the way you've been all over me all night
is whispering that tonight, we just might
we might be able to heal each other's scars
our battle wounds from other lovers before us
and there's reason to cry hunny, because i'm here now
and if that doesn't mean a thing to you
then why are you still standing in the door way
like a beautiful goddess who could strike me dead
at any given moment, at any poorly thought out glance
like some awkward kid that comes closer to being like me
and i'm letting you know now that i'm not gonna quit
this means war, this means anything goes
i'll watch the way they place my food on the table
and make sure your hand never wanders to far
never gets too close to the plate, never to close to my heart
the way i'm like your disposable lover, throw me away tomorrow
i'm only good for getting the information
you're like a sex spy with your stealthy one liners
and damn girl, i haven't seen any finer
i love the way you always say that there's just no chemistry
when every night there's gotta be something going on
or coming off, she's always the one to get undressed first
and i don't know if that makes this whole thing better or worse
she could totally be falling in love with me and wanting me
letting me see her other world, her quiet place
or she could be just another whore, i'm her favorite bore
the way to relieve stress is to take it out when she's out of her dress
i'm just sitting here an hour later, on the edge of the bed majorly depressed
and it's really nothing new, and there's nothing she can do
but i just want something in my life that's so sure and so true
it must be something that no one can take, that no one could break
something that i could easily just hold inside, a girl i can hold tonight
but that's all just wishes and pleas, and itches like fleas
so tonight let's share our secrets with the sheets
every inch of you under inch of me
this isn't one of those dirty jokes
it's you and me, fulfilling all of our hidden hopes
and after all of this, the sun will rise
and all of our words and actions
will be painted on the sky
will we keep on living like this love
or in about a week, will we just die?
another girl, another curse
another reason for another verse
but all i can say now
as i kick off my shoes is that
this could be so much worse
and now that this is over
and we're last week
let's go back to our own beds
filter thoughts from our heads
and put this story to rest
just like all of the rest
between you and me
i just hope you see
that i could be all you need
but when it gets way too late
there's no second date
i'm first class, first rate baby
i know you won't cry
i was just the next best thing

the war is forever (we are taking sides at this time)

I'm dissecting a kid right from the scene
picking apart his every mistake
he calls them words, cool words
i call him a cab crash
going everywhere, gone nowhere
really stalled on E with fuel but lost in his head
the world just flipped into oblivion
and he's dreaming of that one girl, two girls, three
they think these boys care
but they're just babies in the mosh pit
strung out on weekends on the living room floor
high and drunk and dead to the world
but the cameras taking myspace pics
and its sooo cool to be a model of indifference right now
drunk and asleep and your friends think you're god
but you aren't even a prince my friend
light weight little son of a bitch
had a few beers and you think you're cool
i'm not straight edge, but i'm hanging on the cliff
pushing labels on your fellow humans like they are food
hanging carcasses in a meat shop, well thats not too far from the truh
but just fall into a surprise, fuck labels man
just taste it and if you don't like it, stay away and sleep on
but you're no better by saying the scene owns you
and kicking back to a few buds and beers
this is NOT the way to get friends

if it doesn't make sense, chances are you don't matter

Another fasion just short of failure
and it's passing like a disease that everyone wants
and i'm just the number she deleted from her phone
i'm the incomplete attempt at conforming
i am a modern day massacre known as acceptance
the peer pressure is thick in this room
gather around the stage and tick tock, your head like a clock
keeping up with the rhythm of the drummers soul
as his sticks hit his publicly displayed organs
everything we are breathing is the product
of inhales exhaled at the exact moment we inhale exhales
the description can only be explained as air
and we're living off the wasted breaths of all of our brethren
whether they reject us or not, we are them, they are us
and we have all just been fighting over molecules
everybody will get their fair share
you can keep complaining but the dance is going stale
windmill away at the ground and give it the 1 2 kick!
i like the way she karate chops my gut before she makes love to me

this is for the hopeless romantics and the mad scientists alike

Take if off, put the blame on me
One last taste of your biggest regret
face your mistakes head on, sleep with them for a night
wake up the next morning and look in disgust
my naked body proving you(r) wrong
you said i was everything you hated
but i am everything you said you loved last night
whisper another lie about how we are perfect together
like a sore thumb on a broken foot
pepper in the wound, sneezing the salt
the sunset showing through the ruined skyscrapers
last night i saw my city reduced to ashes
this collection of chaotic crashes become cloverfield
the call over for the comeback, the invite for one more night
show me the way to the bed, show me the way around the inside of your head
and let me figure out what it means to be in love
the mathematics behind lying to you
the way to steal your heart and keep it in a cage
and you love every minute of it
and its so fucking crazy when we're lying together
something about this fake fucking i love you feels real
hypothetically hypocritical hyperactive hygiene
the next best thing to hit the scene
well breakdown
BREAKDOWN!

exaggerate our memories for an hour or two

The sun sets with the sky still hooked
and regrets are clouding over
the rain hits the desert land
and i am wishing i was holding your hand
i saw you smile like an open door
my invitation for a dance, even a kiss or two
the way you feel in my arms is the way
heaven would feel in your hands
but it's hell on my arm to write about you
each and every night before i fall asleep
and my dreams become your home
the place where you are free to roam
the sounds of sleep are science to my ears
and my eyes are moving to the beats
a disco behind closed eyes and open arms
and dancing to the sound of sirens and fire alarms
and we are entangled like twisted skin sweetheart
on this couch and we can't be torn apart

we are the gossip committee, leave the truth at the door

For every new girl, there's another fake smile
Each and every week, there's a new style
I can't keep this up, I think i'm gonna be sick
I can't forget her, without her this doesn't mean shit
it's just another car on the road, no trip in store
running on the edge of the beach, fall into the shore
her skin dripping wet with small drips of her regret
and i'm dying in the sun to just forget
but my memory is so much sharper than i thought
and what's in store for me can not be bought
we're all saving our breaths like we're holding our fire
the lungs and guns drawn to the ground
she's so beautiful, she is the image and i am the sound
at the top of my lungs i will whisper her name
and in my slightest of hope, she will do the same

Turning on me vs. Turning you on

Crashing again like it always does
Nothing good can happen
I walked into this thing
The glass is half empty and i'm just a fool
but you showed me it was filled to the top
now its at a dead end, letting it drop
I'm trying to pick up all the pieces
without cutting any skin
This is the kind of fuck up
that i'm getting again
My heart is a mistake
and it turns into an achievement
with each break
you're doing the whole world a favor
I am the cancer you are the cure
and tonight you have stopped me
you have made the world pure

habitual obituary

I've opened myself right in front of you
I have tried to tell you over and over again
but you just can't believe a word of it
so i'll save my precious breath
and believe every word of yours
I am a complete waste of life
I am nothing more than a pile of shit
I am a cancer, a disease, an infection, a plague
I am nothing more than a trendfollower
I am only trying to be cool
all of this begins to enter my body, heart, mind, soul
the negativity sets in, now i will tear myself apart
with both hands, for better or worse
this isn't a wedding, it's more like a funeral
only everyone is smiling
consequences are like an anchor around my heart
void all happiness inside, i have been brought back down
the angel has lost its wings, and the gates have been shut
the only place to rest now is the grave
they dig deep holes for heavy hearts
it's time to sink or save myself trying

a word if you're wise

You think that you're so great
but you're not known in every state
well why don't you travel?
you think so highly of yourself
but you're no tornado
cuz you don't even ever touch the ground.
well why don't you come down?
your head is feeling dizzy
but do you even miss me?
you've got quite an addiction
for being my affliction
is this infection?
putting words on repeat
may never mean the same thing twice
try true forgiveness.

a starbucks serenade

Another day of waking up
another shot of no sleep
drinking it straight from my favorite coffee cup
thinking about the night before
long before she was lore
in another picture looking pretty
leaving me on my bedroom floor feeling pretty shitty
fell asleep last night
told her i would hold her tight
tried to make her smile herself to sleep
but there's more on her mind than counting sheep
sneaking out of my window
tried to slip it off, but she slipped out
she drove over to his place
watch his hands run through her face
this was once my favorite place
now i feel a total disgrace
angels sometimes lose their halos
sometime they even fall from heaven
i'm just counting all my held breaths
trying to make it past seven
heartbreak is the lastest trend
she's getting a nine out of ten
the only point she's lacking is
she's losing all of her friends
true heartbreakers stick together
she once wrote best friends forever
even got it tattooed on her back
now best friends is what she lacks
and i almost feel sorry
her pretty eyes shine so starry
but now the sun is coming up
time to pour another cup

after sucking 37 dicks, you should know which one's your favorite

You're using excuses like they're a crutch
but when it comes to talking shit, you do too much
try to turn the city against me and see what that does
i bet you can't even try it, you'll get the fuzz
cops in their cars turning on their noise
i bet blue balls would be better than the blue boys
you're cut off like water past over due
if you want hell, i'll get you tickets for two
i usually don't rhyme, but i figure i would
it ain't a crime, it's just nothing you should
worry about people in this tiny little place
filled with millions of people trying to save face
set our your kitchenware boy say your grace
lie in the backseat, she's covered in lace
liars on fire, but angels so wet
i bet millions of dollars, that's not what you get
seems now it's over, i got it all wrong
she's all talk no action in her little blue thong
bending over hoping you'll catch a glance
she's making damn sure those ass cheeks can dance
smile ear to ear, scream lung to lung
dying to be just one of the unstung
the guns start shooting and she's running out the back
but by the time she gets to the door, it's already on track
a new pair of cuffs, and a brand new excuse
the offer she's making they almost cannot refuse
but in the end they see she's a big flirt
and becuz of her infidelity millions are hurt
say what you must, say what you will
in the end she thanks God for inventing the pill

everything is bigger in Texas (maybe i should move there)

I've been sitting here wide awake
thinking of making another mistake
i won't give this town another break
bury the truth or let em drag the lake
bodies of old friends becoming new foes
these zombies walk the city
and the death in them shows
swingin their fists like angry slaves
hooked up clones tryin to escape their chains
droids on the warfields healin the wounds
the fallen soldiers peelin their bruise
dying inside while the mind's on autopilot
and the organs are about to start a riot
the heart attacks the spine in your back
give your ribs room the lungs need slack
die a new death before the morning
if you make it past the burning building
smoke in your eyes clogging your sight
and if things aren't so simple, die tonight
they say they created me but i hate it
this won't be how this city runs itself
the kids that think they know so much
have just lost contact, we lost touch
the taste of a bitter lie
i won't tell you not to cry
baby, this doesn't mean war
it just means i don't like you anymore

a modern day crusade; the peace raid

The end is all a representation
of how you thought this thing out
the way you acted projected your future
like hope on a big screen TV
your chance to bring fame into your sight
was shot out like your eye with a BB gun
and now you feel deceived and i don't feel believed
and shotguns in the hands of the townspeople
shooting anyone they don't like
trying to slap a label on the bypassers
and quarantine the city
the outsiders are being locked in
and they're locking and loading the guns
and putting salvation into the minds of many
this is the righteous thing in God's shame
oh the morbid malice of men who couldn't get it right
they're not saviors but only taking it too literal
page by page there's an inside joke
and on the last one there's your name
but this doesn't mean i won't take you seriously
it's a promise i just can't keep is all it means

911, i think we're not gonna work out

i'll either give you
two bullets to put in my head
or two tickets to heaven instead
and which would you pick?
i'm guessing it's the guns
because your hands are shaking
hold the handle upright
and help me end my night
end this pathetic life
you call it
like you made it
like its yours
but you're on fire
and i'm not putting you out
or putting out
i'm through lending my hand
like i need a guilt trip around the world
so everyone can feel it
maybe i'll take you up on it
so the world can you what you are
you're a hurricane, i'm the debris
a walking mess left dead in the streets
end this conversation, start some shit
this is my emergency evacuation plan
let's put it to the test

the nightmare needed a name

Come back to earth
this isn't the first time
this isn't the first planet
you've done this before
settle your score
you're no alien
you're no robot
superstition
superman
supersomething
save a shop
send your money
according to bills
to my beliefs
Under Fire Obviously
another lie
the greatest hoax
you ever will be
now baby forget it
just go to sleep

memphis, it's me

I just can't call this place home
nobody here wants me
a desperate traveler
trying to claim it for his own
you belong somewhere halfway across the world
this isn't changing
baby, it's like this
everyday
the same feeling from this kiss
it's the only place i belong
and i wouldn't mind it
if you stayed the night
hang your coat by the door
the first kiss
it has me wanting more
the sound of an angel
through this phone
and it just makes me realize
how much i truly am alone

putting the rap in piece of crap

My promise is crystal clear
like conflict diamonds
and your pieces of Jesus
reside in your ride
your ice is melting
and your couture's a dead culture
and my sins are an army
and i'l build them against us
me and you
fuck that
it was a lie
now i'm set to die
it's raining in your eyes
lay me down
give me my crown
king of shittalkers
supposed girl stalker
and that's the end
trade your friends
they'll only let you down

cinnamon is the season, but we know the reason

Trading lovers for liars
taking cover from the fires
and staying afloat in this concrete
rushing blood through these streets
wash me away with the rain
she's become the broken heart, the new pain
search the mailboxes, find out where my heart is
i've got it tattooed inside too for this
a map of what's to come and what has been
you're dying everyday sweetheart from our fallout
the shelters weren't as strong as we had hoped
the nuclear waste has become our every emotion
i'm hanging on the other line like it's some kind of rope
the kind of hope you sell when you wanna feel real
and you say you're going for gold, but it's just faded copper
and nothing can stop her when she's dead set on making this a living
breaking hearts everyday and staying at bay before the intervention returns
she's been treated for herione, cocaine, and meth
but i should've been there being treated for falling for you so easily
take the Delorean back to the future (we will never have)
stuck between international time zones and forgotten systems
our clocks are rearranging like the smile on my face
become thing the gasp, the exhausted frown of another lie
i'm breathing in deadly words she wasted my way
won't you bring your waist this way, dance for damnation
baby, sweating on dancefloors for salvation
she's the new typo i want to erase
so let's go back before times new roman
let's go back before my life was all a blog
baby, i thought i was yours, but i don't belong
this is it, i'm out, i'll crash into you tomorrow, so long

elementary doesn't mean anything to me

We're back to playing games
like we're still in school
well i'm not atleast
competing for the hearts of young girls
when you're young yourself
but what you have in height, i have in years
take a little off the top, or her top comes off
and i'm seeing something you may have felt
but you will never have this
my gift to you is a bloody lip
and yours to me is silence
think before you speak
and i'll laugh before i sleep

your best lover will be the worst at keeping a secret (once this tryst is over, my wrists are going to hell)

word on the street is
you're talking shit
but what about that rule
snitches and talkers
get stitches and walkers
bad hips, cut lips
and you can't even lift a finger
i had to phone 911 myself
and i left a note by the door
the toughest lessons
can leave you halfway dead
or halfway alive if you learn your place
and i'm just trying to forget
the way you look
the way your face looked like
it was dying to be anywhere else
so the story says anyway
well where are you going today?
my car is scheduled to crash with you
head on, heart off, lights on, conscience off
the same sympathetic fuck you i've screamed for years
she just walked out, totally forgetting her tears
they're laying on the ground behind the door
caution:wet floor, but i'm no janitor
so clean yourself up
8 pm sharp, and i'm feeling pretty dull
she only remembers to feel like this
but to keep her secret safe, she's telling me off
i'm outside of the old house think how new i felt
but now the only feeling i have is the one in my head
the aches and pains of trying to love you
heavy heart attack vs. my new conscience
so long sweetheart, you've gone sour

merchant of death (wasting a few hours with you)

I'm hiding behind an iron mask
and a metal shell that let's me tell you
how i feel
I want to save the world
attack of the apathetic cool kids
and revenge of the nerds
it's a war and by god i'm suiting up
my hands can map a million faces
but my heart only knows its way around one
and i'm still dying and choking on the oxygen
of your last words
and i'm an arms dealer selling apologies left and right
but you're not buying me anymore
and i'm stuck on an old shelf with a sign
that says: used goods
feeling like a ghost of something that was never quite real
and you've got me down to the look and feel
the taste and touch of the frown i wear heavily
i'm trying to sleep you by
get through this night one more time
just be alive
live out the feelings
knock out the ceilings
tonight we won't be here for long

another beat to break your back to

The feeling of living a lifelong lie
You can't shake it out
If I jumped out of this speeding car
I swear I could fly
but I'd probably be banned from the sky
and this feeling of insecurity
would be another sin that I can't feel
I'm tired of being told that this is wrong
when it feels right
but the smell is of something rotten
and the skin is never staying fresh
alot like my ideas
this was a dream
houston, we never had a problem

Vogue magazine's number one reason to kill is....

Murder is your new fashion
cuz dying of old age just isn't new
we're all going out of style
slowly but surely
replaced with someone else
this is how it feels
to be a display on a shelf
so forget to feel
remember to lie
take a sip of something filtered
this is only step one
we've got more to go
baby, this means more to me
than any gossip
and that's not saying much
you're not getting through to me
i'm just listening for the sake of sound
invading spaces once considered sacred
and shooting more than just pool
this is a rumor with a view
my exit has been sealed off
let's try this one more time
turn off the lights
get undressed
let's make a checkmark under the sheets
this is where we end up each time
after the fights in public
and the private pay off
here's a tip for you
next time you should leave me guessing

Late night reruns (sounds a lot like us)

This was never meant to go too far
more like a leashed dog on a tree
and now that you've lost me
you're giving off steam
and you're answers also seem
to be as much to my deceit
and i'm sending a signal
not like a bat signal
more like a hazard signal
cuz i'm coming to a stop so fast
that this just won't let this day leave last
and i'll be checking out of life soon
just so you know, don't swoon
blood on the dashboard
and teeth in the steering wheel
this is where you have to decide
deal or no deal

Burning the budget (no need to be reel)

When I say best friends, you say liar
best friends
liar
best friends
liar
letting the fake friends in the backdoor again
sneaking through my mind like I know you shouldn't be here
I shouldn't be awake
we're temporarily working on that
insomnia makes me feel this way i do about you
someone pass me the anesthetic, you hurt too much
the heavy eyelids slip on the corneas and seal the deal
like a vault, and you're trying to crack the code
the dialtone must have done the trick
i'm awake now and crunching numbers like my neck
the sounds of me becoming desperate
they make me want to beat the fuck out of myself
but i could never hurt myself as much as you can
you're the cancer that has made a name for itself
there just is no cure, we did what we could
and you're a famine sweeping my generation
we've grown hungry and thirsty waiting for you
and when you finally decided to show your face
we were starving and we couldn't see
just how bad you could really be
and I'm lost among thousands of others
we're waiting here cold and coagulated
and blood's just never enough
and we're dying for love
and saying we found it
just to stay alive
but we're only faking it
this only looks like reality
we are all just a bunch of zombies
and the only real thing I have left
is a bunch of traumatic memories
and a few scenes of dramatic dialogue
you could call this just a play on words
but I'm thinking more along the lines
of the big screen

The fortune and fame (paying the price for being so ob(li)vious)

It's all here on script
everything anyone has ever said
and the latest installment
I call today
installed disappointment
well that's been this show's theme
this show called My Life
and all of the cheap actors
I call everyone I've ever seen and ever known
and the reason some don't talk to me
is they're just lowpaid extras
but nothing comes extra for me
everything is just a small dose of a small dose
I'm asking for a few more lines to get by
cuz there's just a feeling in the air
that the audience has begun to not care
this story's going nowhere
and rumors of a cancellation
circle around my eyes
and crash into my aching ears
this is something no one wants to hear
but today if you turn off your TV
what does that mean for me?
it means I'll still be alive
but my ratings are dropping rapidly
and I don't see how this can be
I rehearsed every line so heavily
I forgot everything so easily
made up for it by making out with you
which quickly turned into the emergency
head out to the exit doors in this scene
I'm there bleeding on the floor
can't believe I fell for this again
I said I wouldn't anymore
I believed another pretty (tragic) whore
the critics have found every mistake
let's have one more plastic take
another moment that I'm left
here in the floor as a bitter fake
who couldn't find the truth
the eyes of the director
give cold glances that destroy my spine
the chills that he sends through my veins
feel like ice water pouring thin
and all of these episodes
have come to a dramatic, but predictable end
now that this show's over
where do I go cuz I'm not dead yet
Life can end without the body dying too
my soul's on permanent vacation
with all expenses frayed
torn on the sleeves of the American audience
I have become a slave
and saying goodbye right now
would be perfect, but pointless (just like me)
so now that this is over and I'm off the air
like a feather from some bird who doesn't care
say you're sorry or say it's just me
but I've given you this last chance
over and over and over again
it's so discouraging to see
that my enemies were once my friends
this little hot studio in an LA lot
is burning down with all of the film
this show will never make it to
anybody's TV in their bedroom
and now this burning building
will become my well paid off tomb