You wanna be a billionaire? So freakin bad?
Well all I ask is to learn to be content with who I am and who I'm with.
I see myself and wonder how I got this way.
I'm a force to be reckon with.


I find company with my records and my cigarettes, but when will I feel whole?

This is the room one afternoon I knew I would love you.
The cold cement chills my bones, but the pressing of your body next to mine made the chill fade away.
You have roses in your eyes.
It's canada or bust for you, while I've boarded a belgian train.
I don't belong here.
Maybe it's destiny.
Maybe I belong in 1985.

Maybe if you weren't so impressive, so memorable, so thought-consuming.
Just maybe this wouldn't be so hard. Maybe 11 days before school will be just enough to make you love me.
Maybe I already know.

These are the quiet things that no one ever knows.

Wound Up

Nothing's gonna happen, I think I'll be just fine.
Made up stories, they mean nothing - wasted fuckin time.
Goes in one ear and out the other, I don't fucking care.
In your perfect little world, no one can touch you there.
Too much talk - I'm sick of it.
I can't believe you don't see I don't give a shit.
Made up in your mind, lies lies lies!
You wanna see me lose?
Get in fucking line.
Too much talk - I'm sick of it,
I can't believe you don't see I don't give a shit.
Are you done?
Heard it before.
Goodbye.

I'm standing on the edge of morning, scent of sex and New Found Glory playing as I'm pulling back my hair.
Used again, but nothing's different.


Close your eyes...
Don't forget I'll hold your hand.
Watch the night sky fading red.

Life Is In The Air

This is more than a pulse beneath my wrists or a beat beneath my ribs.

Words of hope

Give me a glass of whatever you've got.

I fell apart in your arms.
I felt free, because of the things you told me.

I feel this way every single time.
One after another.
It never seems right once I say "yes."