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[13 Jul 2006|12:46pm]
You’ve got your yellow finger marks
You’ve got your hair all freighted in knots
At least I can say I got you worried
More than you ever did for me

But these drunk nights out on the town
Are the most convenient ways of self expression
That I have ever known
So don’t worry, you’ll get a call from me

And I tell myself it’s not me
Just to make you feel better
I tell myself it’s not me
But that just makes me feel worse

I just want to scream and shout my lungs out
I want to put a new hole in this wall
But I’ll just drink until my veins curls up
To stop the alcohol flow
Because baby, that’s called self control

I see now you wanted to get caught
Leaving the bed sheets all tangled and tossed
You wanted a reason to get out
But to get out of what

Nicotine never tastes the same
As when you’re trying to pass the blame
So keep that lighter at the ready
Because I know you’ll just blow smoke
When I come home I’ll be blowin’ smoke

And I tell myself it’s not me
Just to make you feel better
I tell myself it’s not me
But that just makes me feel worse

I just want to scream and shout my lungs out
I want to put a new hole in this wall
But I’ll just drink until my veins curls up
To stop the alcohol flow
Because baby, that’s called self control

And I’ll toast this drink to you
Because you’re so good at what you do
And I’ll stumble down the street
And I’ll be loud as I preach
Because that’s just what you do

I just want to scream and shout my lungs out
I want to put a new hole in this wall
But I’ll just drink until my veins curls up
To stop the alcohol flow
Because baby, that’s called self control
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[03 Jun 2006|04:32pm]
Girl it's this alcohol that wants you
and right now its got me by the blood flow
and these signs you're throwing my way
are just what i'm looking for tonight
so lets cover our mouths with what doesn't matter
becuase we don't want to say something we don't mean
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[16 May 2006|03:21pm]
Mr. Troubled singer boy
Here’s something new to sing about
While you’re up on stage
“Pouring your heart out”

How about the real world
The one you forget about in your songs
The one where you don’t have
Screaming fans to sing along

So close your eyes tight
And hope the tears come out
If you’re not getting their attention
Then you missed the mark

Keep saying you’re lonely
So people will listen to you
Keep complaining about your heart
So you can get the girl

Mr. troubled singer boy
You should be honest with your fans
You should write about
Making your living in a band

Mr. Troubled singer boy
Stop lying to yourself
Just because they sing along
Doesn’t mean they know
What you’re talking about

So close your eyes tight
And hope the tears come out
If you’re not getting their attention
Then you missed the mark

Keep saying you’re lonely
So people will listen to you
Keep complaining about your heart
So you can get the girl
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[01 May 2006|09:28pm]
I still remember nights on your couch
When nothing was going on but you and me
But we had you and me
In the darkness in the silence, we had you and me

And the way you’d look at me
No one read your eyes like I could
I could always see
What you were thinking
Except I never saw
This coming

When your new spark dies
I don’t know if I’ll be here
After all I’m just the ash
Of the fire we once were
I would love to say I’m waiting
But I don’t know if I could
It’s hard to live with these memories
But it would be harder to relive them

I remember the feel of your lips
Late at night in my old car
Saying goodnight always took so long
We kept the words from coming out

But I misread your kiss
Thought it said you wouldn’t leave me
Stranded like this
But I guess I read you wrong
“We” weren’t the open book
I thought it once was

When your new spark dies
I don’t know if I’ll be here
After all I’m just the ash
Of the fire we once were
I would love to say I’m waiting
But I don’t know if I could
It’s hard to live with these memories
But it would be harder to relive them

If you give me a call
I can’t say I will pick up
Because after all
I can’t say I won’t have moved on
I love what we had
But now that’s all we are
Through all of this at least I got
A gorgeous memory
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[05 Apr 2006|07:28pm]
I’ve got this problem
My had is writing down
Anything it wants
Except what’s on my mind

I’ve got this idea
Burning through my skull
But it’s too stupid
For other people to know

So I’ll keep it to myself
Like everything else
If someone didn’t like it
I think I would just quit

I’ve got this lock box
In a hidden part of my brain
Where I keep all the secrets
That keep me from going insane.
But it’s hit capacity
And starting to burst
If this all gets out
It’d turn my whole world upside down

I’ve got this piece of paper
With some words scribbled down
In the wrong order
So they’ll stay lying around

I’ve got this set of notes
That I think sound nice
But what’s one opinon
When there are a million to turn you down

I’ve got this lock box
In a hidden part of my brain
Where I keep all the secrets
That keep me from going insane.
But it’s hit capacity
And starting to burst
If this all gets out
It’d turn my whole world upside down

I’ve got words in my head
But they might not sound right
So I’ll keep repeating them to myself
In hopes that they might
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[05 Apr 2006|03:11pm]
Oh guitar
Can you please fill this hole?
This lack of attention
Isn’t working out for me

Some one get me
A microphone
Because I’ve got this bleeding heart
And I don’t want to be alone

Listen close
I wrote this for you
So I can have those kids
Screaming along with me

Someone anyone
Give me my guitar
I’ve mapped out some chords
For you to dance along.
Keep bobbing your heads
Someone scream my name
I need a confidence boost
So I can feel good again

I’ll let you in
On a secret of the trade
All us kids on stage
Were just looking for a spotlight

All you crowds
Are like one nights stands
An adrenaline quickie
A power-trip fix

Someone anyone
Give me my guitar
I’ve mapped out some chords
For you to dance along.
Keep bobbing your heads
Someone scream my name
I need a confidence boost
So I can feel good again
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[04 Apr 2006|11:11pm]
She said I hate the way
You can never look me in the eye
After every time you lie
I said I’m working on it

She said I hate the way
I can always smell it on your breathe
You never try to cover up
I said I’m working on it

She said I hate the way
You never stand up for yourself
Like you used to when you cared
I said I’m working on it

She said
I’d like a lie
From time to time
It tells me
That you’re still trying

Talk about it’s me not you
With everything we are going through
But we’re still here, we’re still here

And I’m trying my best
To ruin this little love affair
But you won’t let me
Even if I let me

The nights I come in
And you’re still awake in bed
I don’t even say I’m sorry
Just act like it’s normal
(By now it’s normal)

They say you can’t blame
A guy for sticking to what he knows
They say you can’ blame
A girl for sticking to what she knows

But I think we’re to blame
If either of us have nay complaining to do
I think we only have
Ourselves to blame

Talk about it’s me not you
With everything we are going through
But we’re still here, we’re still here

And I’m trying my best
To ruin this little love affair
But you won’t let me
Even if I let me

And I’m trying my best
To ruin this little love affair
But you won’t let me
Even if I let me
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[30 Mar 2006|01:05am]
I need another drink
Like I need to get caught again
I need to get out and stop acting my age

I need to see the big city
So I can be cool
And say I’ve been there done that too

I’ve got fifteen bucks
And a half tank of gas
Sounds like just enough to get me in a mess

Drive down my Pike
Or Market street
See what suspicious faces I can meet

This small city life
Is getting dry
And driving me sane
Out of fear
Of loosing more brain cells
To a night of parties
With no body I like

I used to say
“Can’t wait till I can drive”
So I could go places, not get a DUI

I’m sick of going out
Meaning the mall
I’m in need of something I haven’t seen before

Sense of excitement
Where have you gone
I think I need you now more than ever did
But that’s the price I pay
For drinking my youth away

This small city life
Is getting dry
And driving me sane
Out of fear
Of loosing more brain cells
To a night of parties
With no body I like

So please tell me
Where can I go
So I can do something
I never have before
Because I can’t let myself
Stay here anymore
Because If I do
I’ll just become a bore
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[26 Mar 2006|03:36am]
I need toothpaste
Like I need to loose your number
This is killing me
Like it would be you if you knew

My tongue should go black
From everything it has said tonight
But it’s so easy to lie
When I never have to see you again

It was your lips
Your lips that made me feel sick
They had honesty
Honesty I didn’t want to admit

Now I’m trying to sleep
But I can’t for your smell on me
I’ve washed my hands
But still can’t bring them to my nose

So I will try
To do what a man does best
I will try
To simply forget tonight

This should be easy
It was a very forgettable night
It will be easy
It was only spent with you
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[15 Mar 2006|01:16am]
Suburban lights
In parks at night
It’s a kind of alone
I’m starting to miss

You were there too
At some point everyone we knew
In an abandoned castle
In the sand

We would sit and stare
In quiet to no where
Or swing ourselves
Into the sky

Or when it was me and her
But that part’s a blur
Because my eyes were closed
The whole time

So many times
But the same scene
So many faces
Like you and me

A generation
Trying to stay young
When all we talked about
Was moving on

Every time I’m back
I try to gather the pack
It’s a feeling of home
I’m starting to miss
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[12 Mar 2006|02:16pm]
You’d like to take credit for this
Wouldn’t you?
And I really hate to admit it
But you’re the catalyst
Don’t get too excited
It was nothing you did
You see when I got rid of you
My shoulders got so much lighter

I can see you now
As the word hits the crowd
Yeah he’s looking good
He picked up his guitar again
That’s about the time
I get your call on my phone
That’s about the time
I remember to forget you

So take back all those words you said
I never wanted them in my head
And you can have those nights
With the stupid fights, because
They only remind me of you
And the stupid things that you’d do

You know who you are
And that’s the best part
You always wanted me
To put you in one of my songs
And now that I have
It’s something you’d never brag about

I don’t need what we had now
Too bad you can’t say the same
But don’t you worry your little heart
Because I am sure that in some club
There is another little boy
For you to put your lips around

So take back all those words you said
I never wanted them in my head
And you can have those nights
With the stupid fights, because
They only remind me of you
And the stupid things that you’d do
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[26 Feb 2006|04:13pm]
Another sunken coast
Another dream untold
Thrown out the window in the rain

Those long highways
In those summer days
Dreading coming back this way again

Keep your foot to the floor
Keep your eyes on the prize
Because if we screw up now
It might be gone for good
And you know we know what we mean
When we say something like “gone for good”

Watching cities’ lights
Fly by in the night
Why was this ever so hard?

We have never seen this place
Never uttered its name
Something we’ve tried to hard so get

Never seen those brown eyes
Spread themselves so wide
I love it when you leave yourself that open

Keep your foot to the floor
Keep your eyes on the prize
Because if we screw up now
It might be gone for good
And you know we know what we mean
When we say something like “gone for good”

I think they call this being young
I think they call this being young
I think this is why we are so young
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[20 Feb 2006|10:55pm]
I think I’m over due
For my next epiphany
And slowly but surely
I swear it’s killing me

My brain gets so tired
Stuck in this big head
Doomed to only see the view
From my four post bed

It’s warm in there
Because it’s the cold I fear
And the snow on my window
Is telling me to right here

It’s a life
But not what I call living
Just because you say it’s hard
Doesn’t mean that you have courage
And it’s time to stop complaining
When there’s a whole world outside your door
And that’s exactly what you’re looking for

It’s my life that I’m wasting
So easy for me to say
That I’m trying,
But I know I’m lying

I get out,
The same walk everyday
Always out the same old way
Down past the same freeway

So to the waterfront
I need to do some thinking
I’m starting to get this feeling
That I need a change of scene
But I just got here
Then again this is so me

It’s a life
But not what I call living
Just because you say it’s hard
Doesn’t mean that you have courage
And it’s time to stop complaining
When there’s a whole world outside your door
And that’s exactly what you’re looking for

For all those walks
I still can’t say
That something I saw
Is going to change my way
I know just what to do
It’s right outside my door
The hard part is the first few steps
Because then you have to take
A few more
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[26 Jan 2006|12:03pm]
Even though I sleep alone now
There’s a ghost of you in this bed
Making it hard to fall asleep
Haunting my thoughts, filling my head

I can still feel the musky heat
Smell the stench of the sweat
You breathing hard in my ear
Making you so hard to forget

I know the last thing I need
Is for you to pick up the phone
But I’ve got this drink in my hand
That’s making me feel so alone

I told myself you’d be the end of me
When did I start being right?
You got yourself under my skin
You sunk your teeth in like a vampire

Now it’s just me and the bottle
This time I’m holding on tight
It’s helping me empty my mind
So that I can fall asleep tonight

What makes this all the worse
It’s such a one sided affair
You’re home sleeping tight in your bed
I’m here sulking in my chair

But I know I’ll get over you
You know I always do
Hear that, you’re nothing special
Hear that, “you’re just a phase” too

I told myself you’d be the end of me
When did I start being right?
You got yourself under my skin
You sunk your teeth in like a vampire

Now it’s just me and the bottle
This time I’m holding on tight
It’s helping me empty my mind
So that I can fall asleep tonight
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[17 Jan 2006|03:56pm]
I’m trying to get out
Because this ditch is no fun
This ditch I dug myself
This ditch that took so long

And you have no idea,
Then again you probably do,
On how hard I worked on
This ditch that took so long

It’s a little pathetic
If you ask me at least
That’s the opinion that counts right?
That’s a little sad to think

I’ve gotten used to sulking
I know this feeling all to well
That’s how this ditch got started
Was trying to build a pool for myself

Well a pool it is not
I don’t finish what I start
It’s just a little hole in the ground
Just big enough to cover my crown

And there I go again,
But that’s just my routine,
Talking in never’s and ever’s
Pretending like I know what they mean

I’m gonna be straight with you
If you are still here you deserve that
I am only eighteen
So I don’t know what I am talking about

But shutting up is so hard to do
You just have to talk
When there is something wrong with you
But I might be past that, might be at a break through

This brings me to my point
About my ditch, about this hole
I think if I stop complaining
Then it just might shrink
Or do I have it backwards again
Would that be me growing?
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[15 Jan 2006|08:50pm]
I know it’s what they said
That made you loose your mind
I know it’s all the rules
That wind you up inside

I know every word they say
Digs under your skin
And that lecture you got
Was the break in the bend

I’m sorry kid
I wish it wasn’t this way
We can’t take this world
All on our own
But you’ll learn that someday

You’re all set, made up your mind
Because you’re the now or never kind
And can’t wait for them to wake up
By morning you’ll be gone

You are so sure
As you walk down the stairs
As memories come to mind
You start laughing to yourself

You close the door, light a smoke
Realize this is the first time
That you are really alone
And you put one foot in front of the other

I’m sorry kid
I wish it wasn’t this way
We can’t take this world
All on our own
But you’ll learn that someday

I’m sorry kid
Wish it went another way
Eventually you’ll learn
What it really is to be alone
I wish you luck for another day
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[13 Jan 2006|03:34pm]
I wish I could say I was sad
With out feeling sad about it
Better to have loved and lost right?
Just glad I loved at all

I loved the midnight road trips
When we just had to have pizza
Six people in a five seater
And the windows all rolled down

It was you and him, and she was there
Just like all the other times
Just like the other memories
But I guess that’s why we remember

I loved the faces without names
The waitress from the burger place
The guy always working the corner store
For out late night caffeine fixes

The streets I had etched in my brain
The sidewalk cracks I knew so well
And the conversation we always had
When we took our route to the video store

The parties where we talked about
How much we would miss this place
Thought it was the beer on my breath
Thought I was just drunk

The afternoons bored on your couch
When we said we couldn’t wait
It would be so much better
Once we finally got out

It’s been said so many times before
But now I am sure they all meant it
Now that I mean it when I say
Knowing what I know now
I wouldn’t change a day
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[12 Jan 2006|01:34pm]
We need this like an awkward situation
I could be saying something that matters
But I choose to spend my breath
On words that keep getting me no where

Isn’t that the irony of life?
Our brains tell us what we want
In the form of pain in our hearts
When we know we can’t have it anymore

This is me stopping the trying
This is me doing something for once
Because this is all that’s left unsaid
The last thing I wanted to give up

I’ve wasted all the times
My body told me to do something
My mind couldn’t get the courage
To tell me to do itself

Instead of shooting up this foot of mine
This time I think I’ll grow a spine
It’s right on time for me too
About a year too late

But now all I can do is laugh
Because even as I say this
I am just pussy-footing around
With implications I swear mean

Well this situation needs a catalyst
You know my trouble following through
I’m in need of a little help here
I’m need you to say something too

We know what to expect
And we have a standard to uphold
In the things left unsaid
In little moments we need to reoccur

We make each other smile
Each time we share that look
And we always laugh in place
Of words we can’t seem to say

But now I’m calling us out
Because this voice wanted to be heard
But for now it’s done
So it can hear how you reply
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[27 Dec 2005|04:20pm]
I tell people that I’m trying
But I don’t know how much trying I do
I spend so much time on this couch
Telling myself I’m not thinking about you

This bag of chips is my best friend
It keeps my mouth busy
So I can’t ramble all about
How things used to be

My mind is getting tired
Of this blank television screen
But the last thing I want to see
Is a fake smile directed towards me

I just get caught up
In my head
In nothing that is real
In stuff that was never said
But it gets me all worked up
And then I’m stuck
I feel stuck

I this a walk would be good for me
A walk past my bedroom door
Out past the street corner
Past the light post, maybe more

I could take a walk so far
I could get out of my head
A walk to somewhere clear
Somewhere I can see

Because as far as I can recall
It’s somewhere I’ve never been
And I think what I need right now
Is to see something I’ve never seen

Don’t want to get caught
In my head
In nothing that is real
In stuff that was never said
So I’m gonna go away somewhere
So I don’t feel stuck
I don’t like this feeling stuck
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[06 Dec 2005|05:44pm]
I'd swear your foot's made of metal
From all those rounds that you've logged in
You're getting that ich in your finger again
But i'm not going to be here for the tears

And the Last thing that you need right now
Is a kiss from the tonic in your glass
Becuase your not going to have my lips tonight
To keep all your spiteful words from coming out
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