I said, you said

You said you couldn’t
I said you shouldn’t
then you did
got caught up
torn apart
and left for dead
said you lost your head
said you need to go to bed
I said you shouldn’t
told you I wouldn’t recommend
you said you couldn’t
then you did it once again
and I said baby
you should’ve learned this lesson well
and now it’s over
sending you straight back to hell
you said you shouldn’t
I shot you right back down to earth
I said you shouldn’t
but you never really learned
and now it’s over
you shouldn’t be surprised
that it still hurts

Ponder

Give a little to the soul
remember you are growing old
everyday it’s taking hold
you believed and you were sold
give a little
lose a lot
burn the canvas
the paint is hot
burning the picture that we forgot
cast it away like the stress you breed
feeding in mourning
thanking the thieves
nobody cares
not really
but we give what we need
sell the soul once again
the drinks that spill on your head
you have died
and now you wander
give a lot gain lots to ponder

Human

I want to be just like you
without the struggle and the strife
don’t want to give anything back tonight
but I’m just like you aren’t I?
Don’t you know we’re all the same
the money in the bank don’t play
I got blood in my veins honey
so it’s you I want to be okay
ain’t nothing stopping me today
I want to be just like you
without the struggle
without the sacrifice
I want to keep my plush
risk free kind of life
I want to be you
want to say I struggle too
though you I mean it on a human way
not like I’m going to be evicted
it’s that I’ve got bills that go unpaid
I want to be just like you
because I bleed too
because I know things about the holidays
like buying Christmas trees
and living the lights up long
I’m just like you
and you’ll keep playing along
because I’m human too
in the end I’m just like you
without the strife and struggle
or reality in tune

If I knew

If I knew then what I know now
I’d try to do it all the same
get to where I am today
live with all the sorrow and pain
too wake up knowing it’s still okay
if I knew then what I know now
I’d tell myself not to change a thing
though a temptation it might be
stay the girl you always hated
just so one day you can face it
turn around and look in the mirror
see your face and be glad to be her

Through windows

I’ve been watching through windows
falling through doors
trying to find how to settle the score
fire burning brightly
killing me slow
I’m asking softly for you to let me go
burn me to cinder
and blind me in gold
I’ve been watching myself die
no longer a living glow

Never known

Broken bones are twisted
quite beyond reprieve
as she sits and listens
to the sounds beneath
the burden always listening
always dreaming through her teeth
wondering what became of
the mother she thought she’d be
broken bones are twisted
they have not healed with time
her brittle bones all missing
the will to finish growth
she sits in the old attic
pretending she knows how to sew
she gives things away like presents
but they never take them down
no her bones are so twisted
they never think they’ll be found out
the burden always listens
to the sounds from below
as she mourns the life she’s missing
the life she could have had
but never known

Now looks like hell

Breaking free of suffering
the price of living luxury
safety comes at cost you see
comes with a price
and burns your dreams
breaking free of suffering
cost more than you think it means
cost you all the living things
feeling experience how you breathe
you won’t hurt but never live
never dream just drink the punch
breathing comes but not to lungs
you just live inside a shell
the world once known
now looks like hell

At the throat

Let’s fuck baby
get it done quick
let’s fuck love
and take another hit
oh baby don’t act
like you don’t know
please don’t cry
when you open that door
let’s fuck baby
it’s all the same
when you think about it
and feel the shame
let’s make choices
really bad mistakes
be no wiser
when we hit the grave
let’s fuck baby
don’t think about the days
don’t remember nothing
just keep it all in place
let’s make moments
pride in what we don’t
never done nothing
but choking at the throat

In the woods

Then the sadness comes
it lives between your skin
soft layers let it in
let it drink from blood so red
as lips that live again
apples paint them then
the sin comes under nails
youth will sell this tale
of fear that only forms
from growth and well earned
sores, the bruises sold
and worn.