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Ever After
Once upon a time Once upon a time Once upon a time She says She says She says She says i'm jealous of most everything about you Give me my two year old Give me my 16 Living my life past a quarter of four Give me my two year old. FifteenIt’s not my style But I think it could be I might deny it You’re the subject of envy She would like me then Because you’ve got her But I could be you Oh so much better I could endure it Easier than this But when I think about it I’d give up the kiss Because no hour Of any day Would I ever, ever Want to be like you I want her love And not your ways I want to be Everything you’re not. You’ll never know Just what she means Until you spend fifteen... You’ll never appreciate What she means And I just spent fifteen. Hurt There is a knife in my mouth That cuts my tongue Every time I try to speak It slips into my throat Every time I breathe Or swallow I don’t sing anymore Cos there’s no song left for me I gave them all to you I don’t eat anymore This emptiness that’s taking over Is reserved for you I do nothing, now But sit and wait For a day you might change your mind Even though I know It’s not going to come Untitled [11/15/02] I could be hungry Or tired Or sick Or both I could be thirsty For life Or love Or death I could be none Of those Or all Of anything But all of those And everything Aren’t mine For taking I could be hungry Or thirsty There’s nothing to eat Or drink So it doesn’t matter. Does it? Untitled [12/9/02] It’s five a.m. on Sunday morning; I’m still awake from Friday night. The sunrise sings a lullaby... An hour dream that explains why. I thought you loved me; I thought you cared. I thought you knew why I was there. Dreams lie; They don’t come true Cos if they did Then I’d be with you. Untitled [12/16/02] I think you know I know you know It kills You say nothing Send them to me Messenger Speak nothing of it It kills me Today, No Tomorrow Write the whole day ‘Til the next one comes It’s better I don’t sleep I’ll remember everything If I write all day And through the night Maybe nothing else will happen Nothing new Will the book be completed Anytime soon It’s better I don’t sleep ‘Til there’s nothing left to write Will the book be completed Anytime Ember I am shooting stars across the sky To burn the apple of my eye And I am clearing out the sleet and snow To make you leave me, to let you go And though I wish that I could be with you I know it’s better to see this through As I lay there in an empty bed I thousand thoughts of you fill my head So I put on my shoes, coat, scarf and gloves And I go out to find new love But I find you’re the best I’ve ever had And then I realize, I am sad- Pathetic little star up in the sky The last ember of the apple of my eye. Option Two It stopped burning The wind and rain I stopped burning Caused too much pain I still have the candle Silver holder stored away I still have the candle Saving for a better day I’ve got a place To store you away Stopped burning ‘til I think that it’s safe Hate My Hinges Push the pull door It just doesn’t work I want it to But it just doesn’t work Try as hard as you might I’m so very sorry Have I led you on? I’m just so very lonely I want you to get through I want you to come in Keep pushing the pull door ‘Til I’m off my hinges Trash Want to have the talent Want to write Want to sing Wish I did Wish I could I am me Nothing more Here I am There you are Second flies by And a minute With a wish Wasted. Hey Coochie Break me down break me down into little pieces till there’s nothing more of me and nothing left to see there’s nothing here now so stop looking at me Kick me down kick me down into the dirt till I don’t get back up again and I don’t wanna fend for myself or anyone else so kick me down again I’ll lie on the ground Down in the dirt I’ll look up your skirt Cos it’s all I can do When I’m broken down I gotta look up to you untitled [8/19/02] you make me sick you make me twitch you make me wanna hit you over the head with a lead pipe. |
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