Unearthed

Dig up her bones, but leave the soul alone. Boy with a broken soul, heart with a gaping hole. Dark twisted fantasy turned to reality. Kissing death and losing my breath. Midnight hours, cobble street passages, and forgotten savages. Dig up her bones, but leave the soul alone; let her find a way to a better place. Broken dreams and silent screams, empty churches with soulless curses: we found a way to escape the day. Dig up her bones, but leave the soul alone. Lost in the pages of self-made cages. Life slips away and the ghosts come to play. These are hard times for dreamers and love-lost believers. Candybar creep show; my highs hit a new low. Marinate in misery, like a girl of only 17. Man-made madness and the romance of sadness, a beautiful dance that happened by chance.

Bury The Bones

It's been a long day and all I've got to say it make it strong. It's been a long day and all I've got to say is I've been wrong. So take a leave of absence, tell me you'll be gone. I don't want to see your face. It's been a long day and I just want to hide away. It's been a long week and all the lines come down heavy on me. It's been a long week. I'm finally feeling like it's okay to break into a thousand pieces no one can replace; only I can find my way. It's been a long day and I just want to hideaway. It's been a long year and everyone around me has disappeared. It's been a long year and all this mess around me has finally cleared. So can I have a moment just to say hello? Can you let your anger go? It's been a long year and I'm finally ready to be here.

For Reasons Unknown

I pack my face. I check my face; I look a little bit older. I look a little bit colder. With one deep breath and one big step, I move a little bit closer. I caught my stride; I flew and flied. I know if destiny's kind, I've got the rest of my mind. See, my heart doesn't beat the way it used to. And my eyes don't see you anymore. And my lips don't kiss the way they used to. And my eyes don't recognize you anymore, for reasons unknown.

Glitch

I am bad and that's good. I will never be good and that's not bad. There is no one I'd rather be than me.

What The Hell, Man?

When I waited for you, there was no show. I made myself believe the untrue. How could I not know? I bet it seemed easier just to lie, but I found you out. This is my last goodbye. I heard enough fairy tales back in my youth, so just stop biting your nails and take the painful truth. You just look ridiculous in disguise. Yes, I found you out. This is my goodbye because it used to be my life and soul, keeping everything in tune. What the hell, man? Last time I checked, man, we had it all. It was just me and you, so what happened to you? I thought I knew you. No more chances; I'm gone, gone, gone. Love is not blind; it's just deaf and it is dumb. So how could I fool myself thinking you were the one? How sad, how undignified. Now I found you out. Don't wait for me. I'll be gone, because when I waited for you there was no show. I made myself believe the untrue. How could I not know?

When There's Nothing Left

Whisper "Hello, I miss you quite terribly."

Somewhere in between the beginning and the end, September took the tourist and settled in for good. You could hear the rains again; summer left and no one said a word. I'm talking to what's left of you, watching what I say, counting all the freckles on your perfect face. You open your window and I stay on your bed, just hoping that right words will come. So what happened to bulletproof weeks in your arms? What happened to feeling cheap radio songs? What happened to thinking the world was flat? What happened to that? It's all gone, love, it's all wrong.

I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore. Before you take a swing, I wonder what are we fighting for? When I say out loud, "I want to get out of this," I wonder is there anything I'm going to miss? I wonder how it's going to be when you don't know me. How's it going to be when you're sure I'm not there. How's it going to be where is no one to talk to. Between you and me, I don't care how it's going to be. Where we used to laugh, there's a shouting match, sharp as a thumbnail scratch. A silence I can't ignore like the hammocks by the doorway we spent time in. Swings empty, don't see lightning like last fall when it was always about to hit me. I wonder how it's going to be when it goes down. How's it going to be when you're not around? How's it going to be when you found out there was nothing between you and me? Because I don't care how it's going to be. I want to get myself back in again, the soft dive of oblivion. How's it going to be when you don't know me anymore? When I don't know you anymore?

Shut My Thoughts Up

Oh my god. You just logged on and I scrambled to find a picture to post so that you would see it JUST HOW I USED TO DO WITH HIM. I got excited seeing your name as I did every time he would log on!!! I've lost it. I have completely lost my mind. That's it. And I can't stop posting about you. Oh my god. I'm going crazy. And my best friend, the one person I would want most to talk about this with, IS YOU. So I can't. Fuck, fuck, fuck. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?

But at least I'll see you after fourth period. I'm excited for that. 

Oh my god, no. Just saying that...No no no no.