i'm in a sorry state

What kind of world is this?
We're all carrying knives behind our backs.
Civil eyes conceal primitive desires.
We'll all go down together.

And we were wrong
Our faith was never rightly placed.
We will all waste our lives next to the fucking phone.
We'll waste away.
We'll die alone.

Goddamn prophecies scrawled on bathroom walls
Lipstick love letters on the mirrors.
Shards of broken hearts and bottles in the cafeteria.
Lonely hours in the corridor wondering "why me?"

Scan your past for a reason things are so bad.
You won't find a thing.

It's all in your head,
It's all in your head.

love and anger go together

I see faults in every corner
I see melody in all your eyes
I see a happy couple
And I wish I were blind.

Don't pity me, I pity you.
And I laugh behind covered eyes-
I will swallow you whole.

I wish I knew what was going on.
Everything I do, I do for you.
I wish you'd approve my anger.
I miss you.
I miss you so fucking much.

And all I see are cheap replicas
I nod my head in approval.
Sing along to meaningless words.
But nobody will ever see me.

Don't pity me, I pity you.
And I laugh behind covered eyes.
I will swallow you whole.

I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you so fucking much.

Angry

We need a liscense to live and die in this place
I was born into this ever expanding sewer
Where we come into and die and concrete boxes
Where we all perpetuate despair and destruction
Simply by being alive
And all the grinning models tower over mortal man
Selling us their wares- they're corporate prostitues
And yet they're more than we'll ever be.

But it didnt have to be this way.
I'm sorry, so sorry.

We'll bite our tongues in unison, say it's okay.
Say there'll be a brighter future, tomorrow's a new day
Turn a blind eye to the starving and the homeless
Holding out their dirty palms.
You apologise, turn away, and forget.
Give them some of you.

But it didn't have to be this way.
I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry, so so sorry.
But it's the end.

Randomly written infatuation song

All of the leaves have turned to green
I watch the water run downstream
And I think of you
Yeah, I think of you

And all my days are hard to fill
All of this time I gotta kill
So I think of you
Yeah I think of you

I watch the water run by my feet
I see the leaves fall from every tree
But not with you (no, not with you)
I'm not with you.

All my complaints are so futile
And all my tears are of a child
A child who wants to
Be an adult for you

I see my world through a camera lens
My emotion really does depend
On whether I'm with you (I'm not with you)
Whether I'm with you....

And I cannot see
When I'll be
Where you want me
No....

I now see how futile it is
To moan and whine like a little bitch
Cause I've got you (yeah I've got you)
Yeah I've got you.

Frank Turner- genius.

check that I've got all my things before I leave the house,
Because when I'm gone I'm never coming back.
I'm not being melodramatic, it's just I neither have your number or a key.
An evening spent pretending that we're just becoming friends,
Or this goes any further than going back;
I'm not being pessimistic, it's just you and I were never meant to be.

It isn't love, but every time I kind of wish it was.

I've picked up this silly habit in the last few years of going out
In the evening with my friends into the town,
Of packing a spare T-shirt in my bag in case I do not make it home.
It's pathetic and I know it, but the truth is there've been mornings
I've proved prudent taking toothpaste to the pub.
But that's precious little comfort against the knowledge of the person I've become.

It isn't love, but every time I kind of wish it was,
And I can see that in your eyes you wish it was,
But every time I leave you just because
It isn't love.


not my lyrics, y'all.

denial

You can say you don't have people you could go with
You can say you don't have girls to go see shows with
So you sit at home on your ass all day
Waiting for someone to come your way
And change your world....

And I can't deny I'd like to be that girl
And I can't deny I'd like to fill your world
But you're over there and I'm over here
And what a difference a couple of years can make...

I can't deny I thought I needed you
I can't deny I believed you
And I can't deny I like to hear
What fills your head at night....

Somewhere out there there's a girl for you
The kind of girl who'll wash away your blues
The kind of girl with scruffy hair and flannel shirts
Who'll let you hug her while she works...

And I can't deny that I am not that girl.
And I can't deny I'll never fill your world.
When I'm over there and you are too
You'll have found the girl who loves you
And I'll be happy you've found happiness.

And I can't deny I thought I needed you.
And I can't deny I believed you
I can't deny I love to hear
What fills your head at night....

Hm...

I just want you to succeed.
I just want you to believe.
I want you to get what you want and be kind to me
Even if I'm not what you want.

I just want you to be happy.
I just want you to be carefree.
I want to hear you laugh at night.
Not cry.

I want you to know that I like you.
I don't care if it's not mutual.
I think I just had to get it off my chest
So I can go back to feeling my best...
I don't think I can fill her shoes.
They're awfully big shoes to fill.
She was pint sized but she left a footprint
In your heart.
I guess I'll be happy enough if you even
Remember me when I'm eighteen years old
And still all alone in the world

This is a public service announcement

You know that feeling when you think you're all alone in the world
Because the one person you invested so much time and trust in
Discards you and leaves you regretting all the things you did wrong?
You can't explain to anybody how you feel because it's so utterly personal
You can't talk to them about it because you get irrational
So here's some advice
Just let go of it all.
Just let go and forgive and forget.

You know the first time you talk after everything fell apart?
You know how tentative and sad it all feels?
Because you remember everything you'd done before
And all this "it's not you, it's me" business seems old and tired.
Because you know the wreckage could have been salvaged
If you had just thought twice before giving into temptation.
So here's some advice.
Just let go of it all.
Just let go and forgive and forget.

Your feelings will overflow again.
Just let go, and forgive, and forget.

Gifts

The bitterness of Christmas Day and New Years Eve
Is long gone. Long forgotten.
Made you a 25 cent call from a downtown payphone
Just to let you hear my voice
You pounced on the moment like a cougar
You pounced and made me fall harder

I bundled myself up in blood red cloaks and scarves
I watched you make the same choice.
And so we went out into the thick blanket of snow
Hoping that the cold would solidify our molten souls
You offered me your left hand, with your right a cigarette
I accepted both with a smile and a shudder
We got to where we'd been heading and collapsed
In a chilling moment of intimacy and desire

But liberation has never tasted so sweet
Behind the blood red cloaks and scarves
The cold had frozen your heart and soul
And now we only acknowledge each other with a wave
Perhaps a brief conversation
And we both know that eventually
We'll forget the payphone, the cougar
The intimacy, the desire, and the sweet collapse.

Heroes Never Die

I was standing, watching
As life drifted lazily by
As the wannabe James Deans and Marlon Brandos
Marilyn Monroes and Liz Taylors sauntered past
I was the whites of their eyes disappear
As they exhaled what remained of what they once were

I was sitting, listening
To the wind as it whipped my hair into my face
And made me notice how quickly the winter had come
I breathed as sigh of relief in the cafe
When I saw all the wannabe George Clooneys and Brad Pitts
Jessica Albas and Angelina Jolies
Sipping cappucinos like they forever will be

When I left, clutching my cappucino tightly
I saw the person I used to be, across the street
Watching me, wide eyed and inquisitive
Seeing me for as much of a wannabe as any other
Maybe that's why I'm alone again
Because when I was with you I spent so much time
Wearing a mask I had hoped would be semi-permanent
The truth is that nothing really lasts
I've become as unique as every other unique human being.

I Never Want to See You Again

I don't trust you anymore
Cause I gave you everything
And you dropped it on the floor
Everything I bequeathed to you got broken
And you left me on the floor too, heartbroken

That's the only time I'll do anything for you
I'll say farewell and never show you anything again
It'll be years until you see my angry face again
You'll have to live without me, day by day
I'm in your head, I'm your regret
And I will leave you on the floor

I'll kick you down and help you up
Just to kick you down again
And make you rethink your life
And all the decisions you made
Just so you could get laid
You're a sad excuse for a man, wasting a way
I hope you waste away.
Forever.
And a day.

Gypsy Lifestyle

I can't say I'm pleased
With how things have turned out
Working a day job to pay taxes
And never going out
Picking a steady life, over a good one

This is the last decision I make
For my own good
This is the last time I think like an adult
This is the last time I lie about my life
To seem cooler, when I really work 9-5

Feel free to wear that leather jacket and rebel
Against the authority of suburban life
Against the people who organise their garages
And on weekend cheat on their wives
Against the steady loss of individuality
And the spread of prepackaged vacancy
Feel free to rebel against what you can't change

This is the first time I've regretted the gypsy lifestyle
This is the first time I've hated life
This is the first time it's all been dark
And I've thought
"If this doesn't get better I will die"

Nice Place

This would be a nice place
To settle down with a nice girl
And sing songs about the end of the world
Holding hands and drying eyes
And saying last goodbyes

We can never be who we want to be
We can be what everyone tells us to be
We can say that we're unique
But we have know we're fucking not
We're like every other mildly interesting
Mildly upset-with-his-life human there ever was

You know what? You bore me
You're just like all who came before me
And begged for my forgiveness
And said I was their saviour
But I won't save you
No, I'll never save you

You can deny that you want to talk
And say that we're not friends
But I think you're wrong
I think we'll make it to the end
And I'll make you beg for my forgiveness
And trust me, you will beg
I'll have you on your knees
And make you wish that you were dead

A Friend Lost

Life's not about the happy times
LIfe's about when it's all dark
And you think "If this doesn't get better I will die"
About the first time you realised
That you're living in suburbia
That you've realised the American Dream
The first time you realise you've let yourself down
And become everything you hate
Everything you swore you'd never stand for
You want to turn back, but it's too late

You're so desperate for acceptance
You somehow lost yourself along the way
And you're telling everyone that you're okay
And they all smile and look relieved
But inside, they'll grieve (for a friend lost)

But so what? We all get what we deserve
There is no fear in your heart
There's no looking to tomorrow for answers
There's no looking to yesterday for mistakes made
There's only today
Another day in the hell you've made for yourself

We're walking straight into the open arms of sin.