For Her, My Her(o)

pass me a sweater, it's getting much colder, i'm freezing in this summer heat.
the stains of the past have got me wary of wearing my heart on my sleeve
they just don't wash out, but maybe your the one with the know-how
this song is broken, but i won't sing it like it's over
instead i'll do my best re-write this relationship into something were proud to call ours
i guess being careful has a price to pay but i just can't afford to lose you to that.
call in the new year either way, it just won't be the same without your smile.

3.. 2... 1... (what happens next)

I'm now down to one hand counting down the number of the days till the new year
i find myself creeping around countdowns for fear of attracting to much attention
I'm scared and i can't shake the feeling that the whole world will end the minute the time ticks twelve.
"together forever, i pray the weather is better next year."
pass the sugar dear, i know i'm tasting bitter i can see it in the smile through your teeth
give me a second to lose all the regrets, to shed all the intent, to forget all the mistakes
cause i know in my heart i'll do better this year

Theres Two Sides To Every Coin, But You Keep Turning Heads

i don't mean to call you out
with your guard down,
give it up and lie down, your found out
for the superstar of fakes,
that you've come known to be

your giving me a name
with ever step in the wrong direction
give it up, your wasting your time
walking down empty halls of fame

sweep her off of her feet
and spin her around
she keeps weaving her web around and over this town
sweep her off of her feet
and spin her around
just care not to call her out

for you pretending regrets don't exist comes easy
kicking up the courage to make me pay for
past mistakes and my disdain
for you tying down all my dreams
the best chance i have to dig my own grave
your tearing at my door just save it for
your scrapbook letters of "I'll do better"
that I'll never ever get to read

XOXO

I've made it through another year
three hearts down, but I'm still here
fingers crossed, I'm not yet lost
& still poetic enough to stay on top
of promises and consciousness
success tastes great washed down with emptiness
several hits and a business plan

celebrate this night with a kiss on my cheek
while we shake in wait for fifty two more weeks

fresh out of rounds,
so were singing out loud
found under the gun, selling you out
make us move a little to soon
cause we expect you to keep this real

watch this night pass on like clockwork
our names in lights like a spark in the darkness
my healths better off in the hands of another
cause the past twelve months sure have been tough
words don't mean a thing at a time like this
but if i could find thirty minutes, I'd keep this where we need it

A Curse And A Karaoke Machine

i speak my mind in pro's, i spend my time laid low
am i potent enough for you to drop your drink and let me take you home?
cause for the moment your alone with that empty bottle.
she's trouble, so i'll watch her, i'll keep my eyes from ever meeting hers.
i'm not much for romance
but i've been taking classes.
three installments to go, and i'll have payed my way to that table
dinner for two, looks like i'll be over eating again.
sent. another message i'll regret.
doesn't seem like i'll learn from my mistakes.
i guess, i'm getting over it.
but i can't shake the feeling that i'm getting played.

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play it safe, or exaggerate
maybe i'll just leave it up to fate.

For The Man Who Has Nothing To Hide.. but still wants to.

I've been running my way through, on a scrubs marathon.
a race i never lose,
and never get tired of.
the rain is torrential, i swear i have a lake in my own backyard.
fingers crossed my room floods out, because yesterday i learnt how to swim through my own issues.
all i need received from you is a towel and a change of clothes.
i miss you at the craziest times.

Good deeds make most men, not me.

i just ran to the car in the summer rain.
sun showers remind me of myself.
it's what happens when the weather sells out.
giving everyone else what they want.
sun showers remind me of myself.

i drove to the service station for cigarettes,
i make swiping my ATM card the wrong way a trend.
i never slow down over traffic islands unless it suits me,
i bury my belongings on treasure islands so she can never find me.
X marks the spot where we had sex,
not sure what we were wearing, but its best that we kept this memorable

you would still give my ugly thoughts a go if you were drinking.
or if we were on a sinking ship with nothing else left to use, but each other.

i heart my new kicks because the tick's on the side make me feel like i succeed with every step.
it's a change from high school.

"the after parties wearing thin, I've lost count of all the fights I've been in"

Smoking causes mouth and throat cancer, i only cause the former

'ring ring'
rosies on the phone, and were running around nursery rhymes
were still kids on the inside, but the 'stubble' on my chin is starting to show age.
lucky for me i learned to shave.
'happy new year, I'm doing fine.'

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lies don't do to well for social health.
and this is the second time you've called in sick this week.
let me articulate, wait, I've run out of things to say, and you've been running your mouth all fucking day.
face down in the nearest pool, you'll find the kings favorite fool.
not much for jokes, not much for hoax
but i did see something suspicious in the sky alone.
sometimes i see my reflection in the deepest blue.
i miss mirrors of me and you.

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broken glass.
far from home.
put two and two together,
just deal with the scar.
no self esteem has never been so scene.

she loves me, she loves me not, picking petals has never been so tough.

sometimes, i just rip them all off at once. win/win.

Safe and sound with serinity and power lines.

melbourne lost a little bit of light today, i only know them as far as what i've heard
but today i saw my girl try to cry,
'so know as u leave this world you will rest in the respect of a thousand hearts.'
condolences with no answers.
we've only got questions.

on another note, the bands coming to plan.
we found our long lost drummer, that one we never lost but finally found.
he's really fitting in, like that missing bolt that makes the entire car fall apart without it.

i'm employed, alcohol and drunk conversations will surely inspire many a song,
or maybe not.
at least i'll get payed.
so from now i'll be signing cheques with strokes of luck
and checking off lists with 'only one dream left'
i'll get there.
let me rephrase,
we'll get there.

jay, leon, geoff and matty
there is nothing left in our way.
we'll take this world town by town with something real.

because after all, this is for our hero.