Friday, February 29, 2008

Sigmund Freud vs. Jesus Christ painted by Michelangelo (and never knowing why)

Rest at the back of the room
Collecting on the back wall like dust
The pictures faded and the room dry
The air is choking me
To relapse and become the scene
It was not easy
The difficulty in dividing
The simplicity in saying no
The hostility in rejection
The serenity in acceptance
I'm no Van Gogh
but I know when to go
I can paint a disaster
and stamp a $1,000 tag on it
You may not want to buy it
Oh, but you will

Incomplete thoughts ( this is part of me )

I am completely open
Like a fresh wound
I am oozing emotion
I am draining beliefs
I am the underdog
I am the last resort
I am an unsought good
I am unbandaged faith
I am hopeless hope
I am a word
I am a number
I am a person
I am skin
I am tissue
I am muscle
I am bone
I am a mind
I am a heart
I am blood
I am a soul
I am honest
I am dishonest

I tell the truth
I tell lies
I do right
I do wrong
I love
I dislike
I have addiction
I have control
I have your attention
You have mine
I am fair
I am accepting
I am caring
I care too much
Sometimes I don't care
I am happy
I am sad
I am usually depressed
You may never cure me
Don't lose hope tho
I'm still hanging in there
I feel free
I feel enslaved
I make mistakes
I do it right the first time
sometimes i redeem myself
sometimes i fall to shit
sometimes i feel like shit
usually
I alone
I have friends
I have enemies
I have no one
I'm your friend
I'm your enemy
I'm your nobody
I am nobody
I am somebody
I count for something
I don't matter
I believe in God
I am not the best at it
I try my hardest
I don't try enough
I believe in Satan
I try to ignore him
I cave in
I say sorry
I fuck up again
I am human
I am something more
I am fat
I'm not that fat
I'm smart
I'm stupid
I'm mature
I'm silly
I do what I want
I keep others in mind
I have vices
I wish I didn't
I enjoy them
I wish I didn't
I am me
I am you
I am everyone I've ever met
I am original
I'm cliche
I am everything I've ever loved
I am what I hate
Before the tragedy
After the incident
There's so much more to me
This was too much
This was not enough
I am a beginning
I am an end
This is the end

chances or changes

I feel my brittle bones connected to crashing cities
These places I've been are the places I am
A piece of me resides within the homes and the streets
Every out of town gas station I've entered
Every place where I bought something
I think I've lost myself in each of them
It's kinda like bookmarks
Like highlighted sentences
A way of keeping up the count
To remember who you are
To remember where you are
A way of remembering where you've been
I've been too many places
Now I have lost my most important elements
The chances of ever getting them back
Slim to none
The chances of even entering these places again
Even slimmer
The souls of the sightseers have been seized
But it's "strictly for safety"
This is why we lose ourselves
When the places we travel have more of us than we do
Most of us don't have the time to become Pacman
We can't hit the road for the next week to collect our ghosts
This is when we must gather the pieces of others
Go to a gas station or a library or hotel
Swallow the old spirits of forgotten tourists
We are what we eat
Never collect the demons of the dead inside
Strip clubs, porn theaters, whorehouses
Never go to a place where you would've never went
You'll end up being someone you don't wanna be
They will sentence you to surrender
And you will be nothing to anybody anymore
So in closing I would like to say
We change faster than clothing lines
We never die with our original lineup
The bitter can become the bland
The sweet can become the sour
The hero can become the heartless
History can become her story
We must never become this
Before you go grabbing up the pieces of past people
Make sure you're still present
Find out who it is you want to be
The greatest tragedy is becoming someone you don't
People find and lose themselves daily
I wanna find those lost people
I wanna peel away my dead skin
I wanna join the hall of fame of the forsaken
All of my current selves are making a bid for the future
I will search every state for every slice of salvation
People tend to part ways with their old personalities
I am saying hello to them to become a better person
I just hope this will be as easy as it was to lose myself
postcards from the people i don't know
"wish you were here"

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Making a Market Strategy (How to (avoid) sell(ing) yourself short)

I was the result of too many failed attempts
I was not the same person I was last year
After so many years of the same depression
The success rate began to match the initial supply
There was not enough to ration out at this time
Like flu shots at vacant clinics
You wouldn't give a doctor's office in the middle of a ghost town
every last dose of a hepatitis vaccine
This was closer to my existence than I can even think
You wouldn't give a shot of success to someone who doesn't mind being depressed
This was how I saw things
It's how I still see them
My mouth is going off like a metal detector
You really just wanna beat the shit out of it
Just make the fucking noise stop
Just make the breathing stop
Just don't let your disgust for it stop
You destroy things that you end up regretting
Another step away from being the poster child of the present day pushover
After so long the pushover becomes the pusher
We must never be the target market, but target a market
Who do we identify with?
Who will buy what we sell?
Is our product reasonable?
Does anybody really give a shit?
We are in charge of the packaging of our past
We are the producers of our present
We are the focus group of our future
I want sales to be at an all time high
but I would never want to sell out
I am no one's tool
I am not my high school counterparts
They can be used
They talk so much shit
but they suffer from the abuse
Day to day, believing their "friends" care about them
They only care about what they can get from them
Beer, drugs, girls
Things they are too lazy to get on their own
Things they probably can't get on their own
When your friend throws in some bullshit compliments
It's really easy to get laid from the girl he's still fucking
If this isn't a caricature of the business world
then I don't know what is
Just never be someone's business
Just mind your own business
Make yourself an image
Promote yourself
In ten to fifteen years
if all goes well
you may be hotter than plasma screen TVs
in ten to fifteen years, that won't be shit

I am an invisible monster (inspired by Chuck Palahniuk)

"Give me empathy.
Then the flash of the strobe.
Give me sympathy.
Flash.
Give me brutal honesty.
Flash.
Give me attention.
Flash.
Give me adoration.
Flash.
Give me a break.
Flash.
Give me pity.
Flash.
Give me another chance.
Flash. "

Being an invisible monster can be the best and worst thing.
It's good that no one can see your hideous face, but
it's horrible that you are hideous and never to be seen again.
I think it's safe to cut the word in half and just stick with hide.
The surgery was a success.

If this was what it took to have some recognition, well...
I would do anything could to get it.
This is not a tragedy, it is another fashion magazine
only I'm not selling perfume or cologne or clothes
I'm selling you a reason you should become addicted to me.
love me, no one else will ever be able to do this.
love me, no one would want to ever be with me.
love me, my time is running out.
love me, the photographers have had their fix.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

untitled

Pity
She says it will never make you
I say it was always her
If we're crashing this party
It was my idea
Write this down
Print it in a newspaper where no one cares
I won't leave without a bang
Even if guns are thet only way to go
True cynicism in a kiss
That's the best example of emotion
We kiss in hopes for hope
Well, the bell just took mine away

The subtle style in staying a(t)wake(s)

Somewhere the operation failed
Desperate glances into a mirror
It never tells the truth
Never what I want to see
Never who I want to be
Might as well be faceless
Maybe then I could face this
No image to put on a tab
Nothing to credit as responsible
Oh can't we just let this go
We will just watch our lovers go
True friends stay at the end of the day
They lied when they said....
Well they lied when they said forever
The payments made
The "friends" never stayed
The party ended not long after
They never stay for too long
Maybe I'm just obvious
Maybe you prayed for this
Nothing I can do about it now
A hundred questions for a ghost
Only to be answered by a corpse
Closed casket and open ended
Go home tonight, there's no one left

Monday, February 25, 2008

A difficult process and a distinct promise

I scan my credit card eyes between your ATM thighs
I've been planning a robbery this whole time I've been in your arms
There's no price to pay when you're so free
I'll take what I want and fuck up everything I need
So tonight sing a song
Anything that isn't happy

Intensive care or intense caricature

Years from now i see you in the ICU
Hospital headlines can't speak for themselves
We're losing our patients
The patience bleeding in bed
Morphine makes for quite a medication
Headaches to the nurses
Doctor, oh doctor, such sweet composure
Heart transplants for the heartless
If we could waltz in the halls
Stretchers for saviors
I need a new fix (and new bedsheets)
IVs and ivory floors

Bloodstains on my gown
Cocaine got me in trouble
By God, I'm gonna get out of here

Swing bands and jazz hands (i thought this was a hardcore show)

Somewhere on the other side of the state
They know our name
I am so ob(li)vious
I'm letting go of multicolored letdowns
I know you what makes you sweat sweetheart
I know what makes your swear sugar
It's 2 p.m. and you're late for work
You should've just called in sick
Oh honey, you got blood on your new hands
The operation was a success
Her memory won't let her forget it
You'll never let it go
You can't forget to regret
Time won't let you live (or the guilt)
So take a few friends and call your best pills
Just take a new excuse and lay down
We can't fail this time baby
I just wish I knew what to do
A knife in a sword fight
You can't put a period at the beginning
So as you lose the scent of oxygen
Inhale the helium
Light as a feather, but our lives are so heavy
Hit the lights and let's go down in history

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Dreams aren't always safe (The Martin Luther King Act of 2027)

Old saviors turn into headline news
His lust for green the cause of my blues
Take a few pills to initiate new thrills
Don't cut corners by slitting your wrists
You should've ended your midnight trysts
I know you've ended our trusts
I just wanna pass this off for sure genius
Explain the rate at which my heart is hurting
I sold my old face to buy you new
I gave up the cause which kept me safe
I cut myself open for you in a new way
This reinvents the standard for my friendship
I just sank so low as to hire new enemies
I keep this kingdom well-kept
I can't remember the last time we slept
It's safe to say Insomnia should be here soon

(Bi)polar(teddy)bear on a sunny night

Chocolate pheromones release a sweet escape
Run through the halls without a trace
The sadness falls on its face
I'm not the way i am
Just call me off as a case of false rain

Saturday, February 23, 2008

My mind's in the gutter and your eye's in the scope

I remember the first time we met
Truly a day I wish I could forget
Auto pilot only masks the pain
Cameras focus on the profane
Play your cards or card your plays
I'm systematically sick of yourself
A box of chocolates and a chance of breaking
The weatherman said a chance of discovering lies
Well I think he may have been right
I know I'm not myself tonight
I know I changed and it's for the worst
Just stay with me
Surrender and section yourself off
Oh for the sake of shotguns
I wish that those shells could save me
They could hide me away
but I really wanna taste the bullets
Hole to the back of the head
Oh it reminds me of you
Empty thoughts emptied out
I wish this wasn't the truth
Well hit snooze and go back to sleep
I'm just another bad dream

The Laugh Factory Massacre

I can't find the key to open your eyes
Painted in my deepest scars is a blue and purple sky
Suffocate the cells that recreate the skin
The memory of the knife holds itself deep within
I can't say that I hate you because hate is a lie
Hate is the thing that we use as our defense
We don't know those we hate
We just sit them up in lines
It's when we can't define things not in the light
You should get out of here
I think you've just started a fight

We're sinners....but we've got style

She said you're fake and you mean nothing
but I can't help that no one else is real and that this is nothing
I can't stand to sit here and fall under pressure
Thoughts form clouds form tornadoes
Distraction is destruction
Fiction lends friction
Somehow this has to slow down
We have got to stop or else
Well else has happened
Malignant tears run down her face
I'm inclined to be benign
The passageway to being passive has been filled
No one can go through this again

Friday, February 22, 2008

You are what you make (you only make mistakes)

I need to find something safe
Sleep isn't as sanitary as you'd think
Suggestions suspect selfless selfishness
Corporate ties leak through capital lies
Managing murder in the market
Take my tongue before I tear you apart
Promote the promise of permanent positions
Take a trip to the office to stay alive
This isn't your job, it's your life
Forget salary, remember survival
This product is an escape
We are on the waiting list
The target market of your dreams
She just doesn't deliver on time
She always forgets her lines
Evaluate her forgetful mind
You honestly can't say you try
This is a waste of money and time

Blessings should be counted, not counterfeited

Realizing so many instances where i could have lost you in an instant
well have you found any of them in this blank stare
You can drown in it when you do
I'll always lend a hand even if it's broken
I'm taking back regrets and spitting out promises
I just don't know if I can keep this up
At a loss for words and gaining nerves
but they've been shot
Oh the shakes in silence

Nutritional information of a breakdown

Too many girls living to break my heart
and I'm just dying to fix theirs
The ones I called "friends" walked out
I'm sorry I'm not what the packages describes
Caution: Severe sadness should be expected

Walk on the moon in your birthday suit

I think that you should have said something
Well what else can I say?
I mean there just isn't room to keep walking
Bite your tongue and keep talking
You're so hard to fix, oh I need a fix
Sugar rushes that rival Daily crushes
Oh the way she always feels alone
but what about me?
I know I'm alone
Oh baby, this is the inspiration I needed
It sounds like the ocean is screaming
crash crash go the waves
Oh tonight, it almost feels like I know them
For one minute I felt like the moon had me
Find your salvation in a lunar fixation
Let's take our relationship to the next step
Here's to my honey, Moon
You'll get married and catch shit
I say we should stop the killing and bury the hatchet


The taste of Ipecac and the expectations thereafter (Take two doses and sleep on it)

Take up for her taking you apart
Losing essential pieces for just a taste of peace
Oh i meant for a taste of her piece
Enough of the not so well hidden sexual innuendo
Oh how it feels so cold outside your window
It seems she only knows about slitting hearts and breaking wrists
A killer so beautiful not even convicted
She caused my (life)sentence to turn to (dead) fragments
Cheap disregard for such hard to keep policies
It should be a sin for such a cancer to spread
To me and you and everyone else
I can only curse the glasses she drinks from
The backwash I have learned to take for the truth
Oh man and when you think you know
You really don't
Don't believe the lies, I just won't
Don't listen to her love, I hate it
Don't accept her, rejections proves positive
And one more thing, I can't believe I'm you

Thursday, February 21, 2008

A toast to my disasterous campaign

You can only see what's real when you feel fake
Swallow a pill and throw out the sounds
Drown in some decent sleep and give up the deal
We were waiting against a wall for your shot
Your one bullet ruined it all
We give up
Time for secrets to be exchanged
Inside traders are our fast cash fix
I've got a sweet tooth for the bitter truth
Signals and signs that failed to catch my attention
My eyesight is pretty much gone and so are you
I wish i could have seen it coming
I'm sorry, but i was asleep
You should've left a message

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

My bedroom is the new Seattle

Another night in bed going for a swim
These tears are so nice this time of year
Fall apart and find another reason to cry
I just can't keep this promise full
My eyelids just take too sharp of a turn
The iris has betrayed its pupil
To never learn again is to never know love
but it keeps lying to me and cheating
Maybe you should sit up here in the front
you're gonna get caught and you'll regret it
You'll fall into these eyes and drown one day
I really hate to say it but there are no lifeguards around
i swear there's no help in the faces in this town
My contacts can't hold you for long
Curse my nearsighted necessity
You always break the glasses
My nervous hopes fade off as little laughs
Repairs to the right eye are sky high
I won't pay for that
Cheap surgery is still surgery

Friends don't let friends...oh yea they wrecked

You're late and I'm another lost legend
My head's on too tight tonight
Keep sore eyes out of sight
No smiles or serenades
I've forgotten to sign your excuses
Read in alphabetical order
You make being a hypocrit quite a hobby
I wish I could change so many faces
Well you're free to go
but it's gonna cost you later
I'm thinking a car crash scene at about 10
see you then

Requests become regrets, and secrets become consequences

I never really got the hang of hormones
Maybe I never could get them to
I'm so tired of standing for the fallen
I wanna be the pusher
These drugs can't cut it tho
Only razors and your lips
This week is infected
Oh Friday spit it out
Rust me til next time
Lockjaw and shotguns
Shells in your back, not on them
You can't hide so take a seat
You're only getting out of here one of two ways
Through that door or down my throat
You're too big of a pill to swallow
In halves and in hell
Well the mayday sirens have been signaled
You're a sell out

simple but not so sure

I could quit these feelings
If you just turn them off
Electroshock therapy
well the shock is...
nevermind
Oh what irony
I probably never planned to put it anyway
but you can fill in the blanks
just don't spill anything on the rug
they're so not ready yet
exit stage left
I think I have an idea

Contagiously deep

So apparently, apathetically I'm not here
Leave a message when I care to listen
Well, I'll pick up eventually
I'm so desperately not shallow
Like pools in the winter
Nobody's swimming baby
So let's cover this crime scene
The blood's old and your heart's so cold
I should've known to bury you elsewhere
Igloos don't make good mausoleums
Well so much for sunshine, right?

Only if you could learn to love this lie (don't believe a word)

A cheap smile on your face and broken heart on my sleeve
Every swear and curse I could say vs. Every way you could completely ruin my day
I keep giving you chances you can hang around your neck for free
Every time I don't wanna be alone you keep charging me the same old fee
I can't really get my hands or my hopes up, if I try they'll both break
You can wear me around your throat like a rope
I keep sending you signals from my lips that say "no"
Break down or break in, I'm already seeing how this goes
My emotions and feelings have crashed and can't be checked
Log in from your hard(to)drive and shut me down
I'm one more virus away from being deleted from this town

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

there's nothing left to say (i gave my tongue away)

I wanna feel you under the surface try to break all of my bones
I just love the way you look under glass and I see your flaws
Not one telescope can tell me who you are
I just wanted to tease myself for the time being stated
Today's the day dreams are made and some are crushed
but I'll let you believe yours haven't already turned into nightmares
By tomorrow you can count how much of the news is about you
This city will be waiting for you with our torches in hand
Isn't this exactly what you stayed up late for and planned?

Monday, February 18, 2008

You know you're fucked up when.....

You take for granted everything that I take for truth
You've made mistakes that I know I could make too
I choose not to make them because of what they can do
Remember all of your friends, or do you only think about you?
Someday soon things will have to change
I just hope I'm somewhere in that range
I wanna watch you struggle to try to rearrange
Your beautiful eyes hit and miss trying to find the light
Your pupils betray your iris midway through the fight
I'm just waiting until you open your eyes and gain sight
Unstitch your eyelids and see what you call home
This is just your closed mind hiding all alone
I wanna break your concentration like a bone
Clean the flesh of all wounds and clear your head
I just wanna give you the strength to find the bed
I hope in the morning you're alive to find me dead

Being awake vs. Due to sleeplessness

I'm coming to your house to steal your sleep
Don't pat yourself on the back, it's not you I'm here to see
I'm just tired ot the alarm going off in the middle of the night
and I'm left high and dry counting sheep underneath the sheets
I'm craving every z like the honey of bees
Believe me, I'll keep lying until you believe
When I said forever, I meant more like a historical tragedy

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Stereo(you're so)typical

I've got a hunting knife, gonna end his life
Tonight we'll go down as "just another fight"
Everytime I change, left to find a new range
Got these guns loaded, my heart just exploded
Finding a smile in a lost courtroom trial
The judge has made his decision after reviewing past provisions
Putting in your vote, I know everything you wrote
Ms. Anonymous making another empty promise
In a few days time you'll be begging for a rhyme
I can't write anymore, add another wrong to my score
I'm always losing my head even in bed
I'm under the covers, counting ex-lovers
I've gotta throw them all away, they're causing my heart to fray
Expenses paid, but I'm still afraid
You can only hurt me, never help me be anything I haven't seen
I've gotta try not to give up and die, but the only way I can stay is if I lie
I'm so sorry I'm so typical, maybe you're just cynical, but it's clinical
I've got an anecdote baby, this note you wrote's crazy
I won't let it bother me, you've got a cancer I can treat
So for my last few lines, I'm doing fine
Don't worry about me, stay in your seat
This is your last lifeline, make it better than mine
I'm dead on the inside, I'll never be alive
So just to say this is over, go home sober

You're no Heath Ledger ( I don't miss you)

Faking your death may get you some publicity
but what it won't do for you is get you sympathy
Playing dead is for dogs, but maybe you're just a bitch
Roll over and let me see your eyes
As hollow as a highway ditch
Every lie you have and will ever say as plain as day
As open as the doors at a church
Take a seat, God will be with you shortly

Silent truths in saying goodbye (hello to hospital beds)

Hospitals serve as heaven to the sick
Surgery is a sign of Jesus at work
The anesthesia causes exaggerated dreams
The future box office hits on movie screens
The scalpels and stitches shake hands
The treaty declares an end to all wars
Only assistance will take place
The skin is reconnected and found
Scars of tomorrow tied up today
Wounds are healed with money
The results show in time
Every last penny and every last dime
Feeding this beast we know as a doctor
to use his healing magic
Without negotiation, accidents become so tragic
Gunshot to the chest signals fear
Your heart's running a race now
Not to say the best times will disappear
but you're shunning me face down
You can pay away everything
No more will I stand for this
You've become a song no one can sing
The hospital has a case on its hands
You're just too much of the same selfish demands
The patients have lost their patience
The nurses can't stand to nurse you
Only you can make this better
That's just what you have to do
Flatline or flat broke
Spend the last of your money
Without a functioning heart baby
Well you won't be alive honey

Where devastation and recreation begin relation

So the odds are stacked against me
Let's call this even
Tried to set the chances in my favor
You only turned them against me
Behold, we are the lonely
Open your eyes, we are the only
Nights spent in a trainwreck
You never know how it is
until she's got the gun to your head
I wish these eyes could see lies
"Oh, you really don't wanna do this"
Now call me the bad guy, but who's got the gun here?
You can't fix the problem
If only it was as easy as moving
It's only over cuz we can only go back
The storms have destroyed our hearts
These cities are torn apart and turned to ghost towns
You are to me what Katrina was to Louisiana
Construction is underway but the sorrow is overflowing
The faces of so many emotions ruined
I am still trying to find a prayer that fits the situation
I'm still trying to stitch myself together from the desperation
One day the sun is gonna burn out and make you pay
I call it my way of ending your never ending day

Friday, February 15, 2008

Turning off the power now (we should just slow down)

I've got stitches on the insides cuz i'm hurting from all the free rides
Let you in through the power lines, scarring my ears and eyes
Tired of turning you on and not getting off
Stand off or stand out, this silence is too loud
Hang from a rope tied to your heart
I'm just looking for a new start
from humble beginnings, we were winning
now to dead ends, we used to be friends
Don't change the topic, no matter how sick
If you have an issue, please grab a tissue
I stopped crying when you started trying
My tears fell from under your sleeve
Now that you want them, I'll keep them trimmed
No matter looking back, we're done with that
To your jealousy, just believe in me
and for all of your cynical needs I leave these typical things
I may wake up when and if my phone rings

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

With a look of disgust, but resembling the taste of flesh

This is going all wrong and I'm at the head of the class
I'm feeling like the worst of the best kids going last
The top of the line hits rock bottom
Car crashes are pretty deadly, but I was hit with the headline
I'm tired of saying this over and over, I will never be fine
Your words vs. My morals
Nobody cares about morals now
The popular vote and the obvious trainwreck
You have no class so go back to sleep
You never makes amends, you're too busy following trends
Well let's say goodbye now, i just wish i knew how
We were lovers singing at the top of our lungs
now we're enemies brandishing our sharp tongues
I feel like you're just taking stabs at me
Well try to make an example out of what you see
No longer friends and no longer lovers
We're hibernating this year
I'll be under the covers

Dancing and dying in the arms of a loved one

When i first saw her, she was dancing
Now, she's dying
Everything she says is now a famous last word
The words are so cheap but worth every penny
and i'm the conveniently located drugstore buying them
so maybe i'm just as cheap
With your talk of surrendering and treaties, i forgot you hate me
Ambush of the Year award goes to.......
you
From the dancefloor to the west coast shore
All i ever need was you
I hope you're still mine, I've given into this
I'm truly convinced I need you
Forget flu shots, I need this fever

ending my losing streak (starting now)

She's short and steady
I'm hot and ready
this is more than anything you could say
maybe there's something i can do to make her stay
after awhile it just kind of happens
I become a trainwreck at talking
and these emotions you could never know
well I've got a bed and an idea to show you

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Replaying revenge and repaying recklessness

Everything feels so wrong when it's right in front of you
Wrapping my head around you like foil to keep the fire alive
She discovered a dozen ancient lovers online
Reinventing my lovelife because I hate myself that much
This will go down in history as your new future
Write this down class: We are not ourselves at night
My aim is to make you miss
I was shot in the heart and all i got was this stupid headache
While I'm having another case of the blues, have another case of beers
Drive your car off of the bridges before I burn them
I'll give you a head start just so I won't listen to my heart
Open your arms and swing your eyes this way
I'm holding on but Tomorrow is so much worse than Today
A well-placed kiss and a loaded gun go hand in hand
While I'm changing history you're still making plans

she said about being late, but I told her she way too early

I've got a halfhearted excuse for love and a lie that says you're gonna get hurt
you better take your money out of this stock cuz it's crashing
this flight wasn't arranged for you to make it
i designed this to be a wreck
you're a headline disaster meant for the second page
first hand emotions on my account
breaking hearts and buying time
what's your most valuable resource?
gullible girls vs. procrastinating promises
a first round (what a) knockout
from lips to hips, from eyes to thighs
on a scale, this would be safe and sound
but we're experiencing technical difficulties
now we're only halfmade construction underway
lies like this make me want to save your day
and you thought superman was made of steel
well this $20 bill says we're gonna change that

heads checked and hearts cashed aside

In creating worst case scenarios, I'm the best
never ask a question, only answers baby
too many scars and stories for you to point the blame
we've got a name, tonight we're putting it to shame
so let's make a toast to being someone (you thought you k)new
she'd be my wife if she could only get this right

the hopelessness you long for is in the bottom of this bottle
drink up champ

watch your na(t)ive tongue (the homecourt advantage)

I'm running on the ghost of you
lately, i'm craving for it to turn blue
i wanna swallow your ghost and get inside of your mind
and keep my heart and hands open to what i find
just in case there's any confusion, you're so last season
your corpse is just a mannequin for your dead fashion
buy this look and only pay in desperation
you said you knew everything about breakings hearts
but you didn't learn to do it well
your thoughts aren't worth a penny, well that's my two cents
get a room and relax
this was only made to hurt you
never the other way around
i've got a bad idea and a badge that says you won't take another step

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Hardcore shows at the skatepark after dark

Everything is so undercover and out in the open
it's so obviously clandestine, but so secretly out there
We are who we dance to
The fists swing and our ears ring
These girls are so pretty, but they will kill you
She broke my heart with a stare
One hug for the repair
Oh, the irony in needing someone you'll never know
I can't hold my tongue or keep my hands to myself
but i did
They say looks can kill
well she has a mirror and she's still alive
but I've never been the same
Maybe it's fair to say they destroy
I've known plenty who have lost wars and are still here
I lose them everyday, and the people i knew
It's all because of..well it's all because of you

Best friends means...well best friends means.....

Deception and back-stabbing
that's what best friends is all about
I thought I knew each and every one of you
but all of you lied
Now everytime i'm around you try to hide
or you give the cold shoulder
and get me hot under the collar
but no this doesn't turn me on
it burns me up to think i cared for you

Drown tonight outside of your house
I'll hold you under your pool and be as quiet as mouse
that's what friends do, it's just what I would do for you

Thursday, February 7, 2008

I knew you would betray me (but i let you get away)

Being alone in a room
I swear the things you'll dream
would scare your parents or a priest
Thoughts of suicide form in a cloud
of crimson red guilt and certain doubt
but my wrists say otherwise
they're stuck together, the skin's not seperated
so at the end of the night, which one of us calls the shots
cause i've put away my guns
and if you see her face, you'll know exactly what i mean
the nights are so hard when no one's around to be seen
good conversations destroyed in bad taste
but we'll steer this ship the best we can
until someday we crash upon the shores of an undiscovered land
or maybe it's a familiar memory
well my brains just coasting on the fumes of all of my past identities
when everything you thought was true shows itself as fake
where will you be? who's heart will you break?
will you be like Jesus breaking bread? or will you be more like a bull in a china shop?
cuz Jesus went to heaven soon after, but the bull was slaughtered
are you doing this out of humility or doing this because it comes naturally?
well i'm not signing this contract for another day of this
your eyes just say "traitor"
you're Judas and I think we just had our last kiss
well when they take me to Pilate, tell em about my idea
tell them i believe we are all equal and we are all free
it's a shame i'm dying for you, and i don't care

The Devil and God are raging inside me

The bible is like a diary
i'm surprised there's no lock on it
thousands of years past in my hand right now
and my savior sits above crying
I just wish i could kill the evil within me
but there's some good inside also
times like these are hard
say a prayer and sleep on it
i've got problems, you've got pills
he saved me, what did you ever do?

we all have our crosses (i wish i could save your slit wrists)

Jesus hung from his cross
My cross hangs from me
My heart is wrapped around my neck
I'd prefer to say it's more like a wreck
You tried sending me love letters
but you failed to put your heart on proof read
You lied so many time
You never gave a damn about me
Jesus hangs above me in the clouds
I'm just waiting til he falls out
I've been waiting for six whole days
and the skies have turned so gray
now watch me as i look away
I just can't look at his face

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

The blog isn't blank, but you're no face anymore

I've got a writer's block tied to my feet and i'm currently drowning in the sea
I'll never remember my way out of this one
The keyboard and pen won't save me in the end.
"I told you to shut your fucking mouth"
I told myself I don't have to listen to this.
I fucked up in the end, but atleast i got some membership credit.
The year round letdown plan came through, but the only one with benefits here is you.
Broken hearted, and blacked out.
You'll know when you're being bullshitted, it starts to stink.
I have half the mind and half the stomach to call you out on it.
I'm just getting too dizzy for this one.

the proper way to be screwed over

You're the ghost of failed loves past
I'm the writer trying to keep you alive
and old talks of dull sex and your boyfriend
started to create little writer's blocks
and closed up my throat
i choked
if you had to watch one boy fail miserably
you should consider me
bound to let you down, trying to get you off
don't try to turn it around
you can't cover it up
love me or leave me
you can't have it both ways hun
but i do

Monday, February 4, 2008

we've got a gun to your head honey (shut your fucking mouth)

The sun burnt out and black holes are all he knows
sees her sitting pretty in cafes torn down and shitty
this is how she reminds him of what decay is
it's beauty and it's bliss covered in blood
she tastes of cigarettes and something of her skin is like mud
but he can't say no, he's tried so many times, but yes is a no show
i'd cut a million throats vs. she's sunk so many boats
i've got three words that say you mean this

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Proof (You never really did exist)

When all the things you knew turn out to be lies, you'll see the real you. Another mirror she broke because what she saw was a reflection of how to choke. You could never be this good, the makeup can never be understood. Read between the lines, well she doesn't read them, she snorts them, it should be sending signs. She really needs to be saved, but how can you save a girl when "leave me alone" is outlined on her forehead and engraved. I swear it gets so hard sometimes to make all of these rhymes when the girls you love(d) are sending you in a dozen messages the same old tired "shut up"
You can put your eyes to skies, he won't be sending you supplies, it's all in your heart and all in your hand, sometimes you have to stand up and show them you're a man.
Well, scratch that, cuz the presses have leaked it out. "He's just a boy and as far as i'm concerned, he'll never be a man because we'll always have our doubts."
It's kinda funny when your whole life turns into those few minutes of waiting in front of the TV. I think that the wrong people have the right to judge us, but their greatest flaws are never really seen.