365
Three-hundred sixty-five days have past. Brings me back to the place I was a year ago. And fifty-two weeks haven't changed a thing. From the airport in Baltimore where you walked right past me. So happy anniversary. Three-hundred sixty-five days have past. Brings me back to the place I was a year ago and fifty-two weeks just keep repeating. When what your missing is still somewhat there. Now I'm not alright I'm not fine. It's been a year you're still in my mind. And I've tried to forget. Tried to move on. But this feeling won't go away. So happy anniversary. Three-hundred sixty-five days I've wasted. Getting naked with girls I can't stand. And fifty-two weeks haven't taken from me. How different it felt when it was you that touched me. Three-hundred sixty-five days have past. Brings me back to the place I was a year ago. And fifty-two weeks just remind me that I'm not doing so well.
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All the Stupid Things You do
Had enough of this from you. Somehow all the problems you cause wind up my own. Had enough of this from you. If it's all the same to you I'm done. Had enough of this from you. Life is not as complicated as you make it for yourself. Had enough of this from you. If it's all the same to you I'm done. Feels so good to be free from this. Feel so good to be on my own. Feels so good to be away from all the stupid things you do. Had enough of this from you. Say you want this then hold back. Leave it up to me to pick up the slack. Call it intuition but something tells me this'll will never work. If it's all the same to you I'm done. Stand and fight. For what it is you want to get from life. Oh, yeah that's right. I'm your army of one. Your shield and gun. And every casualty in this battle by myself.
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Welcome to this World
You're wasting your time. Watching your life fly by. You're counting your paychecks. Counting your wrinkles. What's that you found? Another gray hair? If you told me tomorrow it's different than today it'd be a lie. 'Cause you're just there. You're waiting for something. You can't find. In your studio apartment by yourself. Look out the window. It's good to see movement not caused by you. Or by current flowing through your walls. Class and then college. College then full time. There's time for fun once you retire. Isn't that what they taught you. Money buys freedom. You must have learned well. 'Cause you're just there. You're waiting for someone. You can't find. In your studio apartment by yourself. Welcome to the real world. Don't forget your sunscreen or your car keys. Oh, you're just there. You're waiting for something. You can't find in your studio apartment. You're just there. You're waiting for someone. You can't find. In your studio apartment by yourself. Welcome to the real world. Don't forget your sunscreen or your car keys.
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Rather Feel Skin
Each orgasm an explosion in your war against feeling. Each kiss a distraction from the love that you're missing. And the sheets of a stranger replace your lover's arms. Rather feel skin than nothing at all. Time and time again. Whether on a couch or bed. You play this one scene movie. The actors change but everything else stays the same. So will you spend the night. That's where you draw the line with this romance that ends with sunlight. Get in. Off. Out. And everything will feel alright. Let's add a little spice. Another player's always nice. This dance always starts off fun. But after a while two becomes as boring as one. With boredom time to think. And thinking is the enemy when memories seem alive. Get in. Off. Out. And everything will feel alright. Each orgasm an explosion in your war against feeling and the sheets of a stranger replace the arms of your lover. I'd rather feel. I'd rather feel skin. I'd rather feel. I'd rather feel skin than nothing at all.
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Now You Wait
There's a note left for me. An offer of peace. And I don't respond. Your words come too late. I already know you'll never change. And so our story's of lost chance. The bitter end of summer romance. Where everything's fair. Everything's fake. You were never real. I made my mistake. I'll no longer wait for you. Still you write. Still you call. You're wasting your time. Now it's you that must move on. I wish you luck in your brand new life. And now you wait.
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Ticking Down
Here I am again. Climb onto my roof and wonder where do I begin. There's something about the night. The way the trees blow in the breeze. Or how the stars shine bright. That illuminates my fears. Of parting ways with all the last four years of my life. It seems our time's run out. It's time to find out if I swim or drown. And I grow so tired. Watching timebombs ticking down. 'Till the time you explode. If ever you want to see me I'll wait. If ever you want to hold me, well I'll stay. Every time I try to hold on I hold on too long. People grow and grow and they pass me by. Try to catch up. This game of catchup is one too often played. And I grow so tired. Watching timebombs ticking down. 'Till the time you explode. And I know. It's so hard. To hold on and move on at the same time. And I know. It's so hard. To move on and hold on at the same time. Seems there's always someone leaving. Seems there's always someone left behind.
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Another Satellite
Some are there. Hesitating. Oh, and some are there. Masturbating to the chance to be seen. Be somebody. Not just spending years in vain. All I ever wanted to find. All I had in my little mind. Was another satellite to orbit 'round this shooting star gone wrong. Some are there. Celebrating while we are here. Congregating in this Church of Empty. Needing saving. Sacrificing years in vain.
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Wanderlust
What if I said I need you? Would you be there waiting for me? What if I said don't leave here. I'm so afraid how things will be when you go away. 'Cause it doesn't feel like last time. You're gone so long and so far away. So what if I said I need you? I hate those words but they're true. I need you now. But your wanderlust takes you away. What if I said I need you? Would you put on hold your busy life? I rest my heart upon you as you lean to the other side. I never want to hold you back. I just want you to need me as I need you. But your wanderlust takes you away. And it's hard enough going day to day. Without feeling you'd choose the whole world over me. When I couldn't do the same with you. It's just earth. It's just dirt. It's just soil, sand and air. Why can't you be happy where you are with us here? On this earth. On this dirt. In these few feet of air. Humbly I stand and hope that maybe you won't leave me here. What if I said I need you? I hate those words but they're true and I need you. Can't stand you leaving me. But your wanderlust takes you away. And it's hard enough going day to day. Without feeling you'd choose the whole world over me. When I couldn't do the same with you.
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Rerun of My Own
Summer steals another session. No one left worth mention. Bothered and a little too bored. Solace in summer t.v. Although it's all just repeats. Gives me this little idea. Dust off this little black book and dust off this silent phone. Where's a match I want to light up. I want to light up this old flame. Film a rerun of my own. Funny how a kiss brings memories like He-Man reruns on my t.v. brings back cereal when I was three. The cotton I slide from your hip. This repeat with camera rolling. Makes me believe I'm still 19. You were entertaining in your starring role. But now I remember the reason your character was killed off after just one season.
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No Chance for Sleep
Little patience. Little seed. Watch it grow 'till the sun leaves. This night. So late. You speak I don't know who you are. This shell. It breathes though barely alive. There's no where to hide. When doubt creeps inside. And I know there's no chance for sleep tonight. The sad bitter sight. As one losing fights spirals down. There's no chance for sleep tonight. Just tell me what you want to hear. Analyze me till I feel. My eyes. So red. From demons keeping me up all night. I sleep all day. Any excuse not to try. And this smile seems so foreign to me. Idle denial digs its grip into me. Less that I try less chance there is to fail.
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