I want

I like simple things
reds and greens
double long dreams
sweet cream in drinks
and powdered sugar teeth
I have but simple wants
girls in lacy leather tops
men in bright bow ties
children surrounded in lies
everything in mint chocolate
simple things yes I want them

Down the steps

What’s it worth to you
a little how do you do
more smile with less tooth
the truth is bluer than blue
an image in the snow
written yellow in white coal
the moan it’s so damn old
a recording warped and scored
what’s it worth to you right now
can you pay for it somehow
pull the pocket lint right out
smile big and large and wide
take the picture from the right
the side we never hide
the one done up so nice
come alive and dream forever
what it’s worth to you you’ll see
something so cold you can’t believe
drink the drowning kiss from skin
amused by what it was worth back then

The crazies

We all want to be crazy
drowning in our pain
talk about the cutting
kiss strangers in the rain
we all want to be broken
have problems not to heal
we just want the world to know
these problems are all real
we all want to be crazy
have trauma on the shelf
we just want to show our scars
all that social kind of wealth
drowning in our pain
we never really sink
our feet have hit the ground
we’re standing firmly now
but we will cry and weep
it’s the craziness you see


I want to be tangled in her tongue
drunk off words and lungs
the air you can’t keep up
the sounds a lot too much
and everything is skin here
everything is flesh
the kind of floral pattern
that burns beneath the chest
that runs away with vision
keeps you tangled in the night
the tongue that keeps you healed
drunk off her lips insight


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


Who are we today
another picture perfect play
a face to love
a voice to covet
who you want
but that one doesn’t
for I don’t know who I am
but there it is
the master plan
I see what I like
another pretty face
a style I want
a personality on display
who are we today
who we’ll be tomorrow
another picture perfect moment
another thing we’ve made
for I don’t know what I am
who it is I’m meant to be
for I don’t know myself you see
who are we today
made up of pieces played
like dominoes lined up
I fall to a pretty cup
that pattern looks like me
or who I’d like to be
based on things I’ve seen
but not who I might be
who we are it’s malleable
based on pretty things
drives us mad
it makes us sad
as we can’t ever feel

In the darkness

I don’t want everything
don’t want to try
to do it all by myself
shoulder it with pride
I don’t want to be alone
I don’t want to hide
the fact that I’m lonely
in the middle of the night
I don’t find strength in it
and I don’t care to try
I’d rather be in love
let go of control
never really wanted
a true leading role
I don’t need to be
a hero or goddess
I just want someone
to hold in the darkness

Nothing pretty about

Truth at the end of the line
it hurts real good like it was a lie
like the pain that you’re ready to fight
feels right in front of you tonight
but it hurts with its honesty
like damn he really didn’t love me
like no he didn’t even like me
just did it to say that he could
like he got me in his bed so good
he didn’t love me though he said he did
we weren’t even really friends
then you notice the truth at your door
you find it hard to settle the score
like he didn’t love you but you loved him
he never really thought you were beautiful
truth is he never thought much of you at all
truth at the end of the line hurts
hurts more than it feels worth
but the truth is that it’s beautiful
it might hurt now but it turns to growth
he didn’t love you but that’s okay
you loved him true then he went away
truth hurts when it’s honesty
honestly there’s nothing pretty about pain