i thought I wanted you but that wasn’t it
I chased after you for three months and a bit
I had you where I wanted you and couldn’t commit
I had to let you go now I feel like shit
It felt to good to be bad
it was the thrill of the hunt
didn’t mean to make you mad
why you being a… mean girl…
guitar when i was 16.
learned to play some chords
hung out with my friends
played some songs when we were bored
guitar got put on the shelf
i got older made my life
got my first acoustic just before marrying my wife
in the night i strummed some chords but i was quiet and alone
just a simple way to pass the hours past midnight in my home
when i was 29 i decided to give it a real shot took lessons and practiced a lot
i met my friend dustin he had a band said i could play the bass cuz they needed a hand
played on stage for the first time
my knees were a chatter but we played well and had a good time.
That hair, not real.
those clothes, chosen for them.
that smile, it’s real.
but it’s not for you.
it’s like, falling in love with plastic.
we can make it, anyway you want it.
we can even make, you think you can’t live without it.
but in the end, you just fell in love with plastic.
they sing a song, straight into your heart.
that song was written 1 billion teenage hearts
There are things I hide from everyone and I don’t know why.
I don’t know why I do them. I don’t know why I hide them.
I wake up with a headache probably anxiety and lack of caffeine
I always think it’s cancer or an aneurism. Ridiculous.
I wish I didn’t care about politics.
society in first worlds have reached a point
where people have just enough to not become upset
We’re too afraid to step outside our comfort bubble
We’ve got a culture moderated by distraction
KEEPING PEOPLE FROM TAKING ACTION.
Too concerned with porn star kim kardassian
don’t be sad be mad and tell a legal voter to get up off their ass
warm winds from the field
blow over the cold trail
i don’t know how i feel.
Sometimes it feels like I’ve been down every road.
I know those stones only too well.
another summer I wonder
it has come and is done
whats going on
Autumn is gone.
Bullets are cheap, cheap like words, words make peace.
kerosene burns. play your role. king or meek.
throw your insults. get it out. cuts so deep.
i ordered your drink order at Starbucks without even thinking about it.
If I knew what I know now I’d have asked every girl I met to see her tits.
I’d look like an asshole but the law of probability also states that I’d see some tits.
dick in hand stroke it gently. my mind is non-functional listening intently.
No one gets famous at thirty.
We still get together every Thursday
Bang on instruments absurdly
i look around at all these young punk kids
was i that stupid too? I’d wear baggy ripped
jeans and a backwards hat but i’d never dress like you…
do not dismiss miracles as mere coincidence
credit the magic in life and
press your face against the glass.
your dream self is painfully shy.