revolving door

what i could tell you
the things i've been through
since i last spoke with you

what i could show you
the girl you never knew
a truth that isn't true

revolving door, take me for a ride
i can't get out the way i got inside
revolving door, take me for a spin
i can't get out the way that i got in

what does free look like anyway?
yesterday is still today.

what i could give you
a place of refuge
to take your cares to

i could still love you
with bone and marrow
with flesh and sinew

revolving door, take me for a ride
i can't get out the way i got inside
revolving door, take me for a spin
i can't get out the way that i got in

what does free look like anyway?
yesterday is still today.

worst case

what could
what could not
what should have been
regret
i'm not finished yet
what would have been

you're my last case, my first case, the worst case
the face i put on the blues

what will
what will not
what should not be
regret
i'm still in your debt
what would not be

you're my last case, my first case, the worst case
the face i put on the blues

i cannot have you
you're my worst case
the face i put on the blues

more or less

you love me because i make you see how beautiful you could be
you hate me because i make you see how you fail

it's easy to tell a pretty lie when honesty will not satisfy
but i can't candy-coat the things i feel

i am not afraid of any poison, of any blade
i can take the weight of this mess we're in- it's not too late
just don't turn away. i could not love you more or less than i do today.

you love me because i make you feel the distance between false and real
you hate me because i make you feel ashamed

it's easy to tell a pretty lie when honesty will not satisfy
but i can't candy-coat the things i feel

i am not afraid of any poison, of any blade
i can take the weight of this mess we're in- it's not too late
just don't turn away. i could not love you more or less than i do today.

crown of thorns

baby, i feel a bit like Jesus
hung up, senseless
strung up, useless
sick enough to admit i'd do it again
not a question of how, just a matter of when

i'll weave your thorns into a crown
i'll pull you down over my brow
you say, 'this pain's getting to be an old story.'
i say, 'baby, so are we,
but the rose that grows from our sunless soil never smelled so sweet.'

baby, i feel a bit like Judas
greedy, remorseless
betrayal in my kiss
slaying my pride to stay at your side
wolf in sheep's clothing, crucified

i'll weave your thorns into a crown
i'll pull you down over my brow
you say, 'this pain's getting to be an old story.'
i say, 'baby, so are we,
but the rose that grows from our sunless soil never smelled so sweet.'

to give out, to give up, to give in
i am willing
to give-
my kingdom for a crown

girl/accessory

turn my poetry into prose
deny me 3x before the cock crows
hunched shoulders, pull up my hood
damn me, eternally misunderstood

i won't look you in the eye
while you recreate me
however you want me to be
the perfect accessory
the perfect lie

turn my water into stone
or send me running like a bitch after a bone
clenched hands, bite my tongue
damn me, i'm always through but i'm never done

i won't look you in the eye
while you recreate me
however you want me to be
the perfect accessory
the perfect lie

Color Blind

can't see your blue, blue veins
raging with red, red blood
laced with white, white cocaine

can't see your green, green eyes
dilate with black, black thoughts
frantic for white, white highs

i was stupid to listen to anything you had to say
i couldn't see you were using me cuz i was born this way
color-blind

can't see your blue, blue eyes
racing with red, red blood
filling with white, white disdain

can't see your green, green eyes
loaded with black, black hate
desperate for white, white highs

i was stupid to listen to anything you had to say
i couldn't see you were using me cuz i was born this way
color-blind