Thursday, November 01, 2007

for u sluts

was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived.
Don't look so surprised that I'm home, but just for tonight.
With rough hands and sore eyes
so don't speak, I am tired.
Let's just live through this lie.

She says I swear too much,
she says a lot of things,
well I'd swear every other word if I could
for her I'll make an attempt.
Sometimes love isn't about how much someone suits you
but how much you're willing to change to suit them.

All my bones are dust,
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
and my heart's sealed with rust.
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough.
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much.
(Two people too damaged too much too late)

One day my hands were too soft,
one day she said, "I'm tired".
one day her clothes were on my floor,
one day, empty bottles.

Well I'm not saying she's my last.
I'm just saying that she could have been,
it doesn't matter how rough these hands get.
It doesn't matter cause I'm not her man.

Rough hands rough days,
rough hands rough nights,
rough hands, rough season,
rough hands, rough fights...

Saturday, August 11, 2007

roadside

tell me what I'm supposed to do,
with all these left over feelings of you;
'cause I don't know
and tell me how I'm supposed to feel,
when all these nightmares become real;
'cause I don't know

and I don't think you see the places
inside me that I find you,
and I don't know how we separate
the lies here from the truth;
and I don't know how we woke up one day
and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we're supposed to do.

so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry;
so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry.

and I don't think you see the places
inside me that I find you;
and I don't know how we woke up one day
and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we're supposed to do.

so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry;
so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry.

'cause I don't think you see the places
inside me that I find you,
and I don't know how we woke up one day
and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we're supposed to do,
exactly what to do.