Goodbye to love
It’s a ride that will push you up
Right against the wall
Take apart your head
Right against the wall
Chew it up and swallow it
You’re brought back but you’re running
I’ll fall asleep in the alkaline
I can’t shake this little feeling
I’ll never get anything right
Goodbye you liar
Well you sipped from the cup but you don’t own up
To anything
And you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
I wish I could inspire
Take apart your demons in the attic to the left
Goodbye my love
You’re brought back but you’re running
I’ll fall asleep in the end tonight
I can’t shake this little feeling
I’ll never get anything right
I’m on my own, I’ll never get anything right…
Take me take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
I don’t mind you under my skin
I’ll let the bad parts in the bad parts in
When we were made we were set apart
Life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint’s got the the job of writing down my sins
The storm is coming, the storm is coming
…
You’re my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish that you’d wear my ring
No matter what they say I’m still the king
The storm is coming, the storm is coming
Color my blood and blush
When I think of you
Is this why fools they rush?
My face is turning blue
Am I holding my breath?
Am I wasting my time?
In the moments I imagine that you’re mine.
That was the moment when
My heart went through the roof of my head
And went surfing through the crowd
The music was playing so damn loud
I got a feeling of déjà vu
When I turned around and noticed you
I don’t think you know this
But I hope you notice
You never fail to make me laugh
Would you never fail me at all?
My secrets cut me in half
Yet you’re still standing tall
Am I holding my breath?
Am I wasting my time?
In the moments I imagine that you’re mine
No Sympathy for Sirens.
Little Lady you’re not special
You’re supposed to feel
You’ve got nothing for my altar
But sex appeal
You’ve got to be joking
You were hoping for something real?
Little lady you talk too much
And we’ve had enough
Stop acting tough
little lady
You’re not lady at all
We’re fucking sick and tired
Of your siren call
She’s been dangling sex
Over your head on a stick
Forget fucking hearts
She’ll trade hers for your dick
Forget art it’s all wrong
Display good looks, not pain in songs
Strength left her lonely for so long
Little lady you talk too much
And we’ve had enough
Stop acting tough
little lady
You’re not lady at all
We’re fucking sick and tired
Of your siren call
You’re not lady at all
No room for a femme fatale
You’ll scare them off in the dark
By pretending you make art
Most likely going to be used for The Infidelities…. hmmm??? lol
In my bed I’m never lonely
I prefer my time alone
I feel alone in crowded rooms
Where people only look at phones
But nobody has my number
I talk to voices in my head
Narrating simple thoughts
Elegant, but left unread
They say being a wallflower has its perks
But me? I never learn
How to use my words
If I could only speak my mind
I wouldn’t fall behind
Rehearsing perfect lines
And just live my life
Life is short
What can I make it to be?
Will this all work out?
I cling to my wall
While I wait and see
Hide… or seek? And I shall find
Stop wasting time
Rewriting perfect lines
And just live my life
These talks seem endless
But I’ll never forget
All these moments the best
Since the day that we met
You’re a wallflower too
We’re not a part of the crowd
This loneliness whispers, but not nearly as loud
In that moment I swear we were more than just there
We went on
We weren’t just numbers, we were a part of the summer
hold on, it’s only just begun
I wrote these lyrics once while I was at a show that I went to by myself. I was being really shy and just wanted to dance, but had no one to dance with. Some of it is really obviously influenced by “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” by Stephen Chbosky. I’ve felt like an outcast all my life, anywhere I go and anything I do and this song is for all the people who have made that less painful.
You see in the past
I had a dream
A fantasy
I thought that we would last
Become a little family
Then one, two, three, four
The years were flying by
They soared
And it’s my gut feeling
It’s not happening for me, so…
Let’s end it on this
Give me one more kiss
Let’s end it on this
Let’s end it on this
You see it’s hard to face
The addict that’s inside of me
I want to fill my glass up
With you constantly
I’ve been here before
But I’ve never ever felt this sure
And now I know I’ve been dreaming
And your actions
Have inspired me, so…
Let’s end it on this
Give me one more kiss (it’s over)
Let’s end it on this
Let’s end it on this (it’s over)
Just one more wish
One last kiss (it’s over)
Let’s end it on this
Let’s end it on this
I open up, you ignore me
Oh you’re not the same at all no
And if I turn back
The pages of time
I’d rewrite your point of view uh huh
Washed up on the shore
Given one last chance
To try some more
But I’m tired, I’m freezing
Let’s stop and call it history
Let’s end it on this
Let’s end it on this (it’s over)
Let’s end it on this
Let’s end it on (let’s end it) instead
Let’s end it on this
End it on this (it’s over)
Let’s end it on this
Let’s end it on (let’s end it)
Washed up on the shore
Given one last chance to try some more
But let’s end it on this
Let’s end it on this
It’s over
I always was the one with all the love.
You came along. I’m hunting you down.
Like a sick domestic abuser looking for a fight
All I wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life.
If we met tomorrow, for the very first time?
Would it start all over again?
Would I try to make you mine?
I always thought I’d be a mom.
Sometimes I wish for a mistake.
The longer that I wait
The more selfish that I get
You seem like you’d be a good dad.
Now all these simple things are simply too complicated for my life.
How’d I get so faithful to my freedom?
A selfish kind of life.
When all I ever wanted was the simple things,
A simple kind of life.
