you wanna know where i go when my eyes look like the sea
i'm caught in the ebb and flow where you cannot follow me
i used to be seduced by the lie- someone will understand
but the men only want your body
and the women just want your man
why should I turn the page when i can predict the end?
it's filling me with rage so why should I pretend?
i used to be seduced by the lie- someone will understand
but the men only want your body
and the women just want your man
he'll turn to me and say 'baby, it ain't what you think.'
i'll turn my head away and drown my heart in a drink
i used to be seduced by the lie- someone will understand
but the men only want your body
and the women just want your man
4.22.2005
seduction
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Friday, April 22, 2005
Labels: Seduction
3.30.2005
saving face
i rarely say what i mean
whisper the words in an empty room
with no one listening
scribble it down on a clean white page
but i'm not so pristine
i don't know what i am doing
i can't tell you what i think
without losing the words in a laugh and a drink
i can't tell you who i am
in the absence of the page and the pen
i can't tell you how i feel
like none of this matters and none of it is real
i break everything i touch
concentrate and my hands start to shake
i've been drinking too much
gives me the courage to lie to your face
so i can save mine
a humble offering to pride
i can't tell you what i think
without losing the words in a laugh and a drink
i can't tell you who i am
in the absence of the page and the pen
i can't tell you how i feel
like none of this matters and none of it is real
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Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Labels: Saving Face
3.17.2005
feather
sun doesn’t feel warm anymore
everything takes on a sinister hue
still i launch myself into the blue
used to shuffle but now i soar
i was in the air
i was in the air
i was in the air
and i didn’t need you there
go while you still have the chance
tuck a feather behind your ear
a trinket, a token, a souvenir
last glance and i start to dance
i was in the air
i was in the air
i was in the air
and i didn’t need you there
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Thursday, March 17, 2005
Labels: Feather
3.04.2005
too many lovers in my bed
this morning i thought "oh my god, i'm taking the same steps,
the same breaths as yesterday."
wanted to crawl back in bed, tell the world to go to hell
but i kept walking anyway
this is not what i thought my life would be
a war between chaos and destiny
does chance sleep with fate? does fate lie with me?
too many lovers in my bed
so i run around- gain & lose the same ground with the same chance,
the same choice and no sign of change
distractions, transactions bought with the blood of my dreams
i'm told i don't want for anything
this is not what i thought my life would be
a war between chaos and destiny
does chance sleep with fate? does fate lie with me?
too many lovers in my bed
i have this dream where i stand still and
scream
in the street
for no reason.
does anything ever happen?
this is not what i thought my life would be
a war between chaos and destiny
does chance sleep with fate? does fate lie with me?
too many lovers in my bed
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Friday, March 04, 2005
Labels: Too Many Lovers in My Bed
2.09.2005
one night stand
the moon saw me home last night at 5 am
so close, i could almost see her surface bend
and she's a lot like me, a sliver of light everyone can see
shadow hinting at memory she cannot mend
one night stand, she sets and rises again
one night stand, drowning in the hourglass sand
turn it over, turn it over, turn it over
i want to start over
i walked several blocks out of my way
to stand under the flickering streetlamps
and he's got a lot of nerve, but maybe no more than i deserve
and i am happy walking home at 5am
one night stand, she sets and rises again
one night stand, drowning in the hourglass sand
turn it over, turn it over, turn it over, turn it over, turn it over, turn it over, turn it over
i want to start over
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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Labels: One Night Stand
bar philosophy
let's just say what we mean
i'm sick of being polite
you're kinda young, you're sorta dumb
yeah, you're exactly my type
let's cut to the chase
you're only good for one thing
you're a fool, you're a tool
but i wouldn't mind a fling
if you can handle this
unspeakable bliss
now i've had my say
don't go wasting my time
cuz you're the drunk i plan to bunk with
so take me home-
before i change my mind
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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Labels: Bar Philosophy
1.19.2005
monterey
sunrise in monterey
sea lion dive and swim away
i'll remember how you look
hide your picture in the pages of my book
when i cry you cry too
and this is how i recognized you
this is how i knew
want to fall into the sea
and drown your troubles there with me?
now we can't go but we can't stay
to see the sunset in moterey
when i cry you cry too
and this is how i recognized you
this is how i knew
this is how i knew
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Labels: Monterey
12.20.2004
snake
snake
shed my skin and leave it on the bed
that's the only part of me you can have
you're working out your desire and i'm working out my plan
when you least suspect i'll slip the coils around your neck
you can choke for all i care
snake
holding the venom in my mouth
waiting for the right moment to spit it out
you're consumed with yourself and i'm consumed with revenge
when you least suspect i'll slip the coils around your neck
you can choke for all i care
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Monday, December 20, 2004
Labels: Snake
bullet
i watch at windows when you're gone
sun crawls across the limitless sky
clock-tick and heart-beat never seemed so long
silence is stalking me again tonight
killing me slow, killing me slow, killing me slow
give me the bullet, give me the bullet, a quick release and let me go
you think i'm a spider fed on your blood
weaving listless webs of winter white
to wrap you up in the trap of my love
a cruel cocoon to keep you from flight
killing me slow, killing me slow, killing me slow
give me the bullet, give me the bullet, a quick release and let me go
if you have any kindness left, let me go
if you have any mercy left, let me go
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Monday, December 20, 2004
Labels: Bullet
cowboy
the way i feel about him, no one understands
his wind-blown hair and sun-burned hands
at dusk my dusty cowboy went riding
into sunsets and out of hiding
and i'm ok, but i'll never feel this way
again
he played the hero to my damsel in distress
but rescue ain't a cure for this kind of loneliness
at dusk my dusty cowboy went riding
into sunsets and out of hiding
and i'm ok, but i'll never feel this way
again
a quick roll in the hay then he pulled on his boots and rode away
without saying goodnight, without waving goodbye, without saving my life
at dusk
at dusk, my dusty cowboy went riding
into sunsets and out of hiding
and i'm ok, but i'll never feel this way
again
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Monday, December 20, 2004
Labels: Cowboy
11.30.2004
pride between us
nail me firmly to the wall
one more butterfly in thrall
almost feel the pin sliding through my abdomen
a fine specimen of flesh for your collection
we'll always have pride between us
hold your hand out for the lash
lift your face for me to smash
what i can't have i have to kill, bend it over to my will
grind it down under a conqueror's bootheel
we'll always have pride between us
when it doesn't hurt it feels so good
ask whether you can, not if you should
love occupies the head but never sleeps in a sinner's bed
we'll always have pride between us
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Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Labels: Pride Between Us
sleepwalker
i'm free, i'm free to think
if guns were pens, if bullets were ink
we'd fight, we'd fight our wars with words instead of blood
sleepwalker
i litter dreams in subway tunnels, in concrete streams
i can't see where these paths I travel are leading me
i'm free, i'm free to believe
if rhetoric was rhythm, if doctrine was melody
we'd fight, we'd fight our wars with songs instead of blood
sleepwalker
i litter dreams in subway tunnels, in concrete streams
i can't see where these paths I travel are leading me
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Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Labels: Sleepwalker
10.21.2004
leave a light on
flame, flame an october sky
rain, rain come to keep me dry
dead, dead leaves drift to the ground
like my heart, heart breaks without a sound
i see a light on but it's not on for me
your light's on, it's not on for me
flame, flame-lit cigarette tips
i'll blow, blow your name from my lips
smoke, smoke spinning black and blue
my heart, heart breaks at the thought of you
i see a light on but it's not on for me
your light's on, it's not on for me
now, now i am going home
to a light of my own
somebody leave a light on
i see a light on but it's not on for me
somebody leave a light on
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Thursday, October 21, 2004
Labels: Leave a Light On
10.12.2004
ice queen (then, go)
you told me today you are going away- well then, go
you're going the same, with or without my approval
i know birds of summer can't survive the snow
and it's not half as cold as the shadow cast by my soul
well then- go
i'm like a puzzle, reassembled from memory
it's better to quit if you can't get the pieces to fit
i know birds of summer can't survive the snow
and it's not half as cold as the shadow cast by my soul
well then- go
i can't be touched, you talk too much and say nothing
mouth forming words i've already heard, i'm not listening
i know birds of summer can't survive the snow
and it's not half as cold as the shadow cast by my soul
well then- go
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Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Labels: Ice Queen
9.05.2004
bastilles
safe from conversation, the shots we exchange
skim hissing down the bastilles of our skin like rain
lured by refracted phantoms, floating in glass
familiar orbit of foreign bodies, make another pass
keep shaking, taking a deep breath
keep dying the same slow, quiet death
sometimes i hate everyone
sometimes i hate everyone
sometimes i hate everyone- for not being you
seething beehive voices lavishly proclaim
the crowning pleasure found within our palaces of pain
flirting with death, dancing over graves
with dangling cigarettes, tightening the slipknots at our necks
keep shaking, taking a deep breath keep
dying the same slow, quiet death
sometimes i hate everyone
sometimes i hate everyone
sometimes i hate everyone- for not being you
now my colours run a little bit darker
& i parcel out my skin with barbed wire marker
you can come up to the line
look through to the other side
this far may you come but no farther
sometimes i hate everyone
sometimes i hate everyone
sometimes i hate everyone- for not being you
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Sunday, September 05, 2004
Labels: Bastilles
8.11.2004
sweet nothing
i am the one who lives or dies
stung by the devil dancing in your eyes
baby, you could make me happy tonight
a few white lies and it's all alright
i am the one who'll cherish fear
you never tell me what i want to hear
but baby, you could make me happy tonight
i'm your sweet nothing and it's all alright
i'm your sweet nothing
i'm yours
nothing lasts- dust to dust, ash to ash
shooting stars land on my back
terrified you could make me try
to heal the rupture in the sky
will i find a dream worth dying over
if i try just a little harder?
i am the one who cares too much
trailing your steps like a sad, lost pup
baby, you could make me happy tonight
i'm your sweet nothing and it's all alright
i'm your sweet nothing
i'm yours
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Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Labels: Sweet Nothing
8.01.2004
lipstick
pull that blind and cover that window up
too much light in my eyes, i'm going blind
from the drink and the drug
how can i get high when you always bring me down?
one more cheap trick
a fresh coat of lipstick
another one down
talk dirty baby, play me your shaky guitar
nothing gives me the blues like your blue eyes
begging alms at the back of the bar
how can i get high when you always bring me down?
one more cheap trick
a fresh coat of lipstick
another one down
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Sunday, August 01, 2004
Labels: Lipstick
7.14.2004
only bartender (farrah's song)
i know that you adore me every time you pour me
grey goose, extra olives, just a little bit dirty
and how do i love you? let me count the ways
in patrons, coronas, and grand marniers
now i'm in trouble, the room's spinning, i'm seeing double
but no matter how wasted i might seem
don't you ever doubt my sincerity
oh baby, you're the only bartender for me
margarita is sweeter, jaeger's got more flavor
when i see you smiling behind the counter
i know i should go home, but i've hardly begun
on the captain, the jameson, the malibu rum
now i'm in trouble, the room's spinning, i'm seeing double
but no matter how wasted i might seem
don't you ever doubt my sincerity
oh baby, you're the only bartender for me
believe me when i say, i'm only drinking when you're gone
cuz i miss you, i need the liquor to help me carry on
oh baby, you're the only bartender for me
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Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Labels: Only Bartender
7.12.2004
Mermaids at Midnight
he used to be my friend, then he stopped talking to me
clever way to bait the line, plenty women in the sea
throw a girl out and reel her back
mermaids are the boy's favorite snack
he said he was my friend, and no one tried to warn me
i believed in him, never doubted his sincerity
reel a girl in and turn your back
mermaids are the boy's bedtime snack
he used to be my friend, then he took a bite out of me
now i shrug and disappear, supposed to go quietly
pull a girl in and throw her back
mermaids are the boy's midnight snack
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Monday, July 12, 2004
Labels: Mermaids at Midnight
wrong island, wrong city
gone a little past sunset, not quite twilight yet
if i had my way i'd spin over the highway
music turned up too loud, windows rolled halfway down
gonna shake off my blues once i shake this town
take it all, take it all and leave it all behind
wrong island, wrong city
it's driving me out of my mind
ribbons of pavement look like redemption
with an entrance and exit. baby, are we there yet?
line's drawn straight and wide, just try to stay inside
put some distance between my disappointments and me
take it all, take it all and leave it all behind
wrong island, wrong city
it's driving me out of my mind
feeling a little better, always recover
don't take a doctor, a preacher, or a lover
take it all, take it all and leave it all behind
wrong island, wrong city
it's driving me out of my mind
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Monday, July 12, 2004
Labels: Wrong Island Wrong City