Not in Love

I saw your picture
Hangin' on the back of my door
Won't give you my heart
No one lives there anymore
And we were lovers
Now we can't be friends
Fascination ends
Here we go again
'Cause it's cold outside
When you comin' home?
'Cause it's hot inside
Isn't that enough?
I'm not in love.

Soco Amaretto Lime

Cut me open. Sun poisoned. This offer stands forever. New haircut. New bracelet. Eyeliner. Wait forever. First kisses. New stitches. November to remember. Nightswimmers. Collar weekend. Appearance ticket. Watch her from the roof as she walks across her backyard... now go cry in your car. You're just jealous cause I'm young and in love. Your stomachs filled up but you're starved for conversation. You're spending all your nights growing old in your bed. And you're tearing up your photos cause you want to forget... It's over. You're just jealous cause we're young and in love. You're just jealous cause we're young and in love.

Let This Go

One day you'll get sick of saying that everything's alright,
and by then I'm sure I'll be pretending, just like I am tonight.

Les Lunes

Because we're made of dust and when the sun catches us just right we feel like full moons.

Closing Time

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.

Seventy Times Seven

So is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with.
'Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish,
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
And again when your head goes through the windshield.

Is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back,
So let's end this call, and end this conversation.
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with.
'Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed,
When you say, "best friends means friends forever".

Second Best.

I love no one but you, I have discovered.
But you are far away and I am here alone.
Then this is my life, and maybe however unlikely,
I'll find my way back there.

Or maybe, one day, I'll settle for second best.
And on that same day, hell will freeze over,
The sun will burn out,
And the stars will fall from the sky.

Cosmic Love.

A falling star, fell from your heart,
And landed in my eyes.

I screamed aloud, as it tore through them,
And now it's left me blind.

And in the dark, I can hear your heart beat,
I tried to find the sound.

But then, it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became.

I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map,
And knew that somehow I could find my way back.

Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too,
So I stayed in the darkness with you.

The colours bright red and baby blue.

And my skin will rot but my energy will not. My heart will stop but my soul will not. My hopes will turn to ash but my ghost will not. My bones can break but my matter cannot. My moments will end but their marrow will not. One day I will die, but there are parts of me that cannot.

Violent Femme

He came in the fall, turned red and yellow with the leaves. He taught me how to swim in the cold water. I did ballet for him in the lake. Plié-ed and revlie-ed in the shallow end until our skin was soft like bible pages.

We’d sit in the mud, water dripping from our hair. Each drop reflecting light, I’d pretend they were lost stars. Made wishes on each drip.

Me and the woods would hold our knees to our chin, listen carefully when he’d tell us secrets of some galaxy, stories of kings and gods. Watched his fingers trace pictures in the dirt, make universes, draw the elements.

Said “It’ll tell us how, but never what.” His body, cold from the water that turned his skin into powder, would lean closer with his eyes calling out mine, and me and the woods would stop breathing to make sure we caught whatever he was going to say. “We always want to know what,” he told me.

And even after we rode our bikes home, ankles covered in dust and weeds with the red afternoon light burnt out of our heads, I still thought he was wrong. With his dirty finger nails and serious eyes. I didn’t want to know what. I needed to know why.

One wish.

If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.

Hell

God is dead and no one cares. If there is a hell, I'll see you there.
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Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company.
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Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
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There is a Hell, believe me, I've seen it.
There is a Heaven, let's keep it a secret.
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The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
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Hell is other people.

For Megan.

This was a life that had hardly begun
No time to find your place in the sun
No time to do all you could have done
But we loved you enough for a lifetime.

No time to enjoy the world and its wealth
No time to take life down from the shelf
No time to sing the song of yourself
Though you had enough love for a lifetime.

Those who live long endure sadness and tears
But you’ll never suffer the sorrowing years
No betrayal, no anger, no hatred, no fears
Just love, only love, in your lifetime.

Love.

Love is everything it’s cracked up to be.
That’s why people are so cynical about it.
It really is worth fighting for, being brave for... risking everything for.
And the trouble is kids, if you don’t risk anything,
You risk even more.

Darkness.

The point about darkness is you float in it.
You and the darkness are distinct from each other,
Because the darkness is an absence of something;
It's a vacuum.

But total light... envelops you.
It becomes you.

Capa

It's different... being afraid you won't make it back home, and then... knowing you won't.

Sunshine.

At the end of time, a moment will come when just one man remains. Then the moment will pass. Man will be gone. There will be nothing to show that we were ever here...but stardust.

Gabriel

You threw me far from Grace.

Now, I fall unto it.

Falling is the last thing an Angel feels.

One day.

One day you will fall for this boy
And he touches you with his fingers
And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth
And it hurts when you look at him
And it hurts when you don't
And it feels like someone cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.

I want

I want to be the girl with the most cake.
I love him so much it just turns to hate.
I fake it so real, I am beyond fake.
And someday, you will ache like I ache.

Replacement.

You know what I think hurts most? The feeling of being replaced. It's like no matter what you did, it wasn't enough. And no matter what you do to try and capture their heart again, it doesn't seem to work. And you're suddenly left thinking that you'll never be enough. And a sudden sadness captures your heart that never really leaves.

I don't

I don't wanna be abandoned
I don't want to curse your name
I don't wanna feel the sadness
Pretending that I'm still the same

I don't want to burn your letters
I don't want to face the truth
I don't wanna be abandoned
I don't wanna waste my youth

Mouths

Mouths got in the way of saying what needed saying.

Absence

Your eyes are so green - one of your parents must be part traffic light.

We're both self-centred, but the world revolves around us at the same speed.

Throughout life...

...you will meet one person who is like no other.
You could talk to this person for hours and hours, and never get bored.
You could tell this person anything and they will never judge you.
This person is your soulmate...your best friend...
Never let them go.

Move along.

You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months overanalyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened... or you can leave the pieces on the floor and MOVE THE FUCK ON.

...

For it was not into my ear you whispered,
but into my heart.

It was not my lips you kissed,
but my soul.

Beatrice.

Summer without you is as cold as winter.
Winter without you is even colder.

Jesus of Suburbia.

What are you?

Jesus nailed to that fucking couch, suffering for my sins?

Girl Interrupted.

It was a spring day, the sort that gives people hope:
all soft winds and delicate smells of warm earth.
Suicide weather.

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Crazy isn’t being broken or swallowing a dark secret.
It’s you or me amplified.
If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it.
If you ever wished you could be a child forever.

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I think many people kill themselves simply to stop the debate about whether they will or they won't.

The Glass Mountain.

And if he ever leaves,
Would anyone know?
Ever?
Would anyone care?
The answer is the shortest in the world.
Except for I.
But there'd be no I any more.

Life.

The point of life is to die, and take as many fuckers down with you as you can.

William.

These violent delights have violent ends.
And in their triumph die,
Like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume.

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Doubt thou the stars are fire
Doubt that the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt I love

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My words fly up,
My thoughts remain below.
Words without thoughts,
Never to heaven go.

A montage.

"Everyone was together, but the whole place was empty.
Full of empty people who had all had enough.
And it all fired up into an argument of everything that's broken.
But the whole time I sat in the corner,
looking at how sad it all was,
and wondering why people can't just be happy....

And I just snapped, and wished everything would just shatter,
and there would be nothing left to be sad about...

I just left.
I couldn't deal with feeling like the world was such a sad place.
And you know what I did?
I went to the quietest spot, sat down, played my music,
and just thought about you, and what you offer to me...

Because everything else wouldn't matter if you weren't there for me.

No "one's" perfect...but "two" can come close. "

Night Thoughts.

Rock a-bye Baby,

In the motel.

Baby will kiss,

And Demon will tell.

When the bough bends,

The apple will fall.

Baby knows nothing,

Demon knows all.

Baby's a rocker,

Lost on the shore.

Demon's a mocker,

Baby's a whore.

A Dedication.

A wise, wonderful soul once said,

"The reason we live is to die like gods."

I couldn't agree more, Sophia Katina Hudson.

Beautiful Girls.

A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you've been drinking jack and coke all morning. She can make you feel high, full of the single greatest commodity known to man. Promise. Promise of a new tomorrow, promise of a greater hope.

This particular aura can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl. In her smile, and in her soul. In the way she makes every rotten thing about life seem like it's gonna be okay.

Moonboy.

I can't wait to break down your barriers.
Behind your high walls of stone,
you think defeat is impossible.
But slowly,
your defences,
shall weaken.

Lover, you should've come over.

The weird thing is, I don't actually remember seeing him at all.
I remember some blue lights on the band,
I remember the vibe of the night,
But I don't remember seeing him.

30

Thirty is the years between my mum and me.
It's the number of red frogs I can get for $3.
It's my favourite word to hear an Irish person say,
and the maximum number of minutes I can participate in physical activity without projectile vomiting.

I just

I just need to know that it's possible that two people can stay happy together forever.

Mr Sandman, bring me a dream.

Oh for rain on the roof,
freshly washed sheets
and snuggling deep under the covers.

Oh for drifting into a beautiful dream
where you're flying high above the ocean,
skimming the sunset clouds.

I wanna be an astronaut and get high.

Because sometimes the best reason for wanting to be an astronaut,
is simply because you like the suit.