1.
Your Uncomfortable Couch
don't
give me those eyes. because you know that i've tried to
pretend the word consequence has never been invented
and our words
are like flies, and the shit where they sit lies. what
i really need is a good night sleep, not all of the
decisions on me.
everyone
is different. some
like shoulder length hair, others 2 and a half feet. some
like mrs. garrett others like blaire or tootie, and
some are sick of that old guy from knight rider getting
all of that beach booty. some
are sucking margaritas till their brains freeze, others
are smoking until they can't walk and they're down
on their knees. when i'm deep in my sleep, you're dancing
in my dreams
it
doesn't sound boring, things you've never ever done
in the morning. how
soon you forget what we did on the 26th. did
you think it was right? did you think that i might choose
to sleep on your uncomfortable couch the next time
i stayed over?
everyone
is different. some
play with fire, others climb trees some
stare at cleavage, others stare at teeth and someone's
afraid to call because they're afraid that you have
caller ID. some
liked mr. T while others hated the A-team, and
you don't realize how much time you waste watching
tv. when i'm
deep in my sleep, you're dancing in my dreams
they
said it was gonna be a big party, but how could i believe the
events that would transpire on that eve. a
little shot of whisky, bloody mary to chase. beer
goggles necessary because her face. things
got a little shady-crazy, they got out of control so
you picked up the phone and you phoned the patrol. police
red and blue, ambulance red and white, lights
spinning in circles like it was the 4th of july.
everyone
is different. some
like days of our lives and others like to sleep. some
like my live shows better than my live cd. some
a playing drinking games more than they should be, some
are lazy, some are crazy, and some wish they were baby dirty
dancing with patrick swayze.
when
i'm deep in my sleep, you're dancing in my dreams
2.
Everything that has nothing to do with me
she thinks
her life is like a movie and
the drama that i bring when i sing, is
just ridiculous and foolish. she
thinks her life is like a movie and
the drama that i bring when i sing is unnecessarily
causing thoughts to cross her mind. i
said i was sorry, she said no you're not. i
said believe in me, she said fuck off. then
i became the me that she wanted me to be when we were
in love
melissa
believes in everything that has nothing to do with
me but she
once believed.
3.
300
this
turtleneck that i'm wearing is the same one i wore
yesterday. my
nights are her mornings. i'm wide awake and she is
sleeping. she
was driving and crying and talking to her sister. the
broken light bulbs helped her to forget her name. this
piano is like a Uhaul, but i'd rather not move. this
guitar is like my gold car in the junk yard. the
dripping faucet is driving me to write on
a piece of paper tonight
can we
try to talk eye to eye? these walls are not that thin. gutter
ball rumbles through my veins again. can
we try to talk eye to eye? these walls are not that
thin. could've
been a 300 if not for frame 10
Your
telephone call caught me off guard, but your eyes caught
my fall. so
i fell to my heavenly partner, the one i dragged through
hell. you
pushed me up and i slayed you down. please
slay me in return so we can move on...so
far away
4.
Four Octobers ago
leaves fall
from a tree. that
tree dies and it's turned into paper for me to write my
days and nights. pick
a page open up and welcome to my life...4 octobers ago
cool
breeze through my fingers, hand
in pockets to keep them as warm as your eyes. your
eyes are mine. love
is blind and
i wanna cry tonight...4 octobers ago
i only
saw her once, it
lasted less than 40 seconds i think. sometimes
you only get one chance. if
you wait or hesitate then it's too late.
orange
and brown all around on the ground...4 octobers ago
5.
Beep
i noticed
you picking up your pen, would
you mind picking it up again. you
can rest cuz your shoes need to be tied and
your chest is accidentally in my vision line.
every
time she shows her BEEP "cleavage" to
me i convince
my self that it means that she wants me, but
it doesn't mean anything
you're
sitting in the same place talking with your friends. i
need to find an excuse to approach you again. i
don't know why i am so shy, but my heart does cry. it's
do or die, come on lets fly, i'll watch my wandering
eye.
it's
ok to glance in a trance at your fancy pants. boogie
nights, boogie tonight, lets boogie dance. i'll
watch you bounce the doors open on a rug that we will
cut. pull
my teeth with the doorknobs when you slam them shut.
i see
you've moved your stack of pictures from the left to
the right and moved sides north to south on your designer
reading light, now
i sit where you sit where you do what it is, where
you slide, where you write about what's on that mind
of his. maybe
you never kept a journal cuz it's easier to forget where
you have been and what you've been doing since 1976.
i turned
away and i walked away. i thought it was the end. now
i'm starting to wonder if i'll ever see your beep again. if
not the time we spent was sooo much fun. if
yes, will you remember who i was?
every
time she shows her BEEP "cleavage" to
me i convince
my self that it means that she wants me, but
it doesn't mean anything
6.
Juliet
she doth
teach the torches to burn bright. it
seems she hangs upon the cheek of the night. as
rich as a jewel in a princess' ear. beauty
to rich for use, for earth too dear. did
my heart love until now at first sight. for
i never saw true beauty till this night. the
measure done, i'll watch her place of stand. touching
her makes blessed my rude hand
oh juliet,
oh how i wish you were not a capulet
i pray
thee chide me not for her i love now. doth
grace for grace and love for love allow. the
other did not so, oh she knew well. thy
love did read by rote that could not spell. this
one is different this time. this
one is different for she is mine. then
sweeten thy love oath w/ thy neighborly air and let
rich music's tongue unfold happiness there.
oh juliet,
oh how i wish you were not a capulet
in a
tomb here lies juliet tonight, her
beauty makes this vault a feasting presence full of
light. stars
from above do entreat her eyes to
twinkle in their spheres until they return to the sky. the
end hath sucked the honey of thy breath. how
oft the joy of love followed by the pain of death. arms
take your last embrace and pull close the flesh, tilt
back this poison and seal with a kiss. here's
to my love. thy
drugs are quick thus with a kiss and then i will die. die
for you and for the rest of our lives.
oh juliet,
oh how i wish you were not a capulet. i
would rather be with you than to be a montague
7.
Fingers forever
you close
your eyes while you're waiting and time seems to go
a little bit faster. it's
raining for the fourth day in a row and you've never
really had an umbrella. don't
leave me lonely and waiting here, you
can show up, i can blow up at any moment. because
of this weather my leather is getting wetter and wetter.
all because
of what i whispered in her ear. all
because she wanted to hear something romantic. your
love fingers forever on my soul. i
notion your devotion to the potion of love lotion and
i love you again
you saw
me being myself, i saw you falling asleep. i
asked a mutual friend if you were in a relationship. she
said no you were not at the time and then
i wrote down my telephone number and
gave
it to my friend to give to you with the words please
don't be shy
where
are you going? do you have a destination at hand? you
can follow me if you don't like to lead, but who knows
where i will be next. i'll
walk straight 2 steps, turn and take a left, turn
to you and then i'll say, "why am i trying to
hide today? i've
always loved the rain"
8.
Minutes 10 or 5
the last 11 minutes went
a little bit faster than
the 6 before. drawing
moustaches on models in magazines while
i sit on the floor. you
say you'd love to dance, but
you're afraid you look like a fool. you
say you'd love to dance if you could
find a way to look cool
keep
your watch set ahead, minutes 10 or 5. keep
your sandals buckled up and your tennies tied tight. where
do you want to go? i thought you were there. i
thought i saw you standing in your underwear.
this
street is a bit more bumpy since
the last time that i drove on it. i'll
complain and whine, get angry and yell, honk
the horn, moan and bitch. the
stones fly off of big trucks and
of course you know i get mad. the
stones fly off of big trucks and
they chip my glass
her name
was kimberly, her
boyfriend he was crying. nobody
saw what they said that he did so he said, "everybody
else is lying!" nobody
wants them together and everybody
wants them apart. he's
a little bit afraid that she might find out about what
happened in the dark.
9.
Mind like a camera
this
is where i have been, thank god that i am still breathing. these
are all of my friends, always there for me. we've
accomplished so much so soon, we laughed and we cried
and we sang a tune. there
isn't anything that i would not do to relive those
days with you.
i've
got a mind like a camera. paging
through all the pictures. when
judgment day comes our way i don't want any other, i
would be proud to say aloud that
you are my brother.
you are
intelligent, one of the most i have met. you
are a leader, who knows what you will lead next. you
are an athlete, you can run circles around me. you
are a gentleman, you can't have enough of them.
here's
to our future, let it be bright, like
the flame of a candle on a wednesday december night. so
glad i met you, let me shake your hand. point
me in the direction to do what i can.
i've
got a mind like a camera. paging
through all the pictures. when
judgment day comes our way i don't want any other. i
would be proud to say aloud that
you are my brother
10.
Sweetest Marina
the sun
is setting orange. can you see it? did you see it? the
breezes off the coast propose a toast to yesterday
and today. i
can smell water through the pores of my skin. this
is how i wish every day could end. some
evening shower clouds are coming in and pushing away
the heaven. smile
for me like you did months ago, smile like that again.
where
to go when you've got nowhere else to go. you
know her name, and a few of her demons, but not much
more, and
those showers are actually a thunderstorm as
she gives it to me.
my eyes
are closed but i can see how this moment is holding
me your voice
and your faint cries are like music to these ears of
mine. throw
out your anchor if you're sick of instability. stay
in one place with me until the rise of morning. my
shirt is off, my ego tossed, like the calm before the
storm. you're
lost with me, i'm lost with you where the water flows.
my hand
is wet from all of this and my body it is empty. within
you i surrender just like a heart attack. take
your eyes out of mine, mine out of your i have been
trying. you've
been swimming and floating, drowning and now you're
crying. that
anchor you threw was twisted around my soul. there's
a really strong current forcing us to fold.
11.
3 pens and a Hi-lighter
i keep
a notebook next to my bed cuz
you never know when inspiration will happen. now
i'm writing something that i hope you read, hope you
see, hope
it passes through your ears some night in your life. you
said we could get together, but it would have to be
the last time cuz
you're doing your thing, and i'm doing mine. you're
in love with someone whose name escapes my mind and
between us lies many miles.
i went
through 3 pens and a hi-liter trying
to write her a song like no else. i
found that it's easy to make everyone happy and
hard to make myself.
maybe
it's not meant to be for me to sleep without
a dream about what i hate about me. maybe
if i write enough songs about what i did wrong, the
pain will be gone...finally
12.
Monkey Bars
the flaw
of her character is that she cannot be alone and every
time she falls out of love, she falls right back in
harder yet again. if
not with me, she would be with somebody else. i
gave it a try but in hindsight it was a big mistake.
la da
da de da de da. she
was shaking and laughing, happy and dancing in my face. as
she releases from the relationship on her left she
said that this just wasn't the time, but
now she's looking for something new with somebody new and
he is standing on her right. she's
like a child on the monkey bars always moving from
bar to bar.
she'll
date and date until it is too late and
realize that she wants somebody else. she'll
make mistakes and then negotiate the placement of her
heart. she
met this one that is fun and she's done what she cannot
believe. confused
tears out from her happy eyes looking
at other guys and she's afraid he will leave.
la da
da de da de da. she
was shaking and laughing, happy and dancing in my face. as
she releases from the relationship on her left she
said that this just wasn't the time, but
now she's looking for something new with somebody new and
he is standing on her right. she's
like a child on the monkey bars always moving from
bar to bar.
13.
Beauty rise once again
met in
front of TV cameras and studio lights. she
took me to my apartment and we talked for the night. she
taught me how to dress myself. that
woman had such an incredible sense of style.
oh i
miss you (in my head)i
wish i could see your beauty rise once again.
even
though her bed was nothing more than a mattress on
the floor and her
bed frame leaned up against the whitest wall. piles
of her clean clothes at the bottom of her closet. she
would spend 40 minutes everyday picking out her daily
outfits
she used
green tacks to hang a hat rack and under
that there was a 4 foot long mirror. there
was a large window that faced the interstate. she
had a couple picture frames that she didn't want to
hang.
she had
very clean tan carpeting except
in a couple spots where she spilled candle wax. orange
plant pots that she painted red and blue, a
green and gold dresser, yes she painted that too.
i would
love to hog all of the covers, you
would love it when we would spoon. i
would love to stare at you dreaming, you
would love to sleep until noon.
oh i
miss you (in my head) i
wish i could see your beauty rise once again.
14.
Just a little bit of color
then
my imagination flies far from me, her
unhappiness makes me feel alone. i
try to be her superhero wanting our friendship to grow. i
write these little tunes to play for you, you
sit there and listen while i do what i do. i
go na na na hoo hoo, and i tell the truth. now
i have a favor to ask of you
would
you mind buying me a drink? preferably
something strong with
just a little bit of color
someday
i will be a father. if
i had things my way she would be the lovely mother. that
wont be for long, i'm
in the middle of song. would
it be wrong if
i banged my gong?
would
you mind buying me a drink? preferably
something strong with
just a little bit of color.
15.
Fiddled on by
you only
call me when you've been drinking. you've
never really been so good at communication. but
this night you and i we could've been talking, but
instead we're in different places playing. you
were in my head long before i existed. i
wanted you to say love. i
don't know why.
fiddled
on by, through
my eyes
before
she knew i was a poet. before
she knew that i could play the guitar. before
she knew that i would sing my lungs out for her love she
treated me just like anyone. now
she knows, but i swear that i am still the same, but
she treats me differently than yesterday.
16.
Saturday Night
hey there
little pretty girl, do you mind if i touch your neck? i
can smell your perfume, what is it? you've
been sitting and standing, walking and waiting, drinking
and doing your own thing. honestly,
is there anything that i can do for you?
you might
be the last thing that i remember on saturday night.
turn
down those lights, let's make it dark. everything
looks a little bit better when you cannot really see
it. throw
another shrimp on the bar-b and i'll throw another
shot down my throat. i
wish this bottle of tequila could drive me home.
haven't
we met? you said your name was jessie, jessica, or
something like that. you
told me you loved the beatles, ringo star he was your
favorite. i
don't want to fight, but i have one little question...how
can you like ringo more than john lennon and paul mccartney?
baby
baby please don't get mad at me, i've
had a little too much to drink and
you might be the last thing that i remember on
saturday night
17.
Six Angels on the fourth of July
never
realized how good water could taste. never
realized how many stars there were in outer space. was
my life all just a dream? am
i an angel or something in between? that's how it seems. we
can disappear in the grass and find each other by luck. we
can try to make it last cuz everyone thinks that we're
drunk. i will
hold you and tell you all of my secrets tonight.
1-2-3-4-5-6
angels on the 4th of july. i
want to find you there, my 6 angels
the light
goes on and off and i want to climb up there. the
smoke will make us cough. it's in our lungs and everywhere. the
6 of us forever, not just for a life. no
one can see us, but we just got yelled at by some man. this
campfire is just the largest one in the land. the
colors i see don't compare to anything
18.
Armaretto
would
you like to hear a secret? i
promise you wont be disappointed. i
try to be myself. a
little too deep sometimes for anybody else, but
i appreciate your ears and your eyes. wont
be singing alone for some time. you
love to talk analogical and i'd
love to kiss your body
elavee
armaretto. and
when i wake up and i see you're not there little
armaretto.
i was
seeing what i wanted to see and i
could care less what time it was. she
loved to play her violin. lift
my ear up to her heart and i would listen in to
the beat and a thump of a broken heart. her
inspiration to play came at a price. at
least that's the story i choose to believe cuz
it's similar to what happened to me.
would
you like to hear that secret? fell
in love without knowing what her name was. the
songs she played brought tears to my eyes. i
knew it made no sense inside. could
not find the courage, afraid
to find out she's not who i thought. her
name was elavee armaretto, the
violin girl.
19.
Oncoming train
so calm
the way you approach me, yes i'm afraid of what you
will say. tell
me about your new love, make me cry in front of you. you're
depressing me into a ball, and i think that it is making
me happy. no
it's not. actually i am quite sad.
i need
to write a song so i don't go insane. that
light at the end of the tunnel was an oncoming train. tonight
sleep with your new love, whatever his name. tomorrow,
i'll still be here.
talk
of the details of your life, please do not mention
that you miss me. you've
found a new relationship, i hope it is filling up all
of your time. so
glad you found a new sunshine, for me it seems to be
raining. sometimes
things are unfair, and the heartbreak is not worth
the love that you shared.
i need
to write a song so i don't go insane. that
light at the end of the tunnel was an oncoming train. tonight
sleep with your new love, whatever his name. tomorrow,
i'll still be here
20.
Deeper
i said
i was sorry she said no you're not, i
said believe in me, she said fuck off, and
now the pain that i'm feeling is much deeper...
deeper
than the shame of what i've done wrong
deeper
than the first video game (bloop bloop) pong
deeper
than the characters cheech and chong
deeper
than their hits from the water bong
deeper
than the disappointment when they bang the gong
deeper
than the guy from 16 candles long duck dong
deeper
than a word that sounds like schlong
deeper
than the crack that hides her thong
deeper
that the moon when the night is long
deeper
than the love in the heart of king kong
deeper
than the crack that hides her thong
deeper
than the four chords of this song
and much
deeper than the words that go along
i guess
that is the end
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