Wednesday, January 26, 2011

So why...?

So why…? So why…?

You can’t expect things to work out
And then not work to work them out
Your logic is illogical
And we both know you’re acting out

A mild dose of thievery
And you can’t tell yourself: “It’s me…”
You can’t hit the bottle and clearly see
You can’t just sit and expect pity

You can’t smoke until you’re surrounded in haze
You can’t sit on the floor while it eats your gaze
You can’t walk around aimlessly for the rest of your days
And you sure as hell can’t go on living this way

So why…? So why…?
Can’t you pick yourself up?!?
Hate them all first before they get a chance to love…

You can’t expect them to come back again
When you subject them to this pain
You can’t calm yourself by taking it out on them
Your logic is illogical, time and again

You can’t expect them to know how you feel
You can’t keep hoping it isn’t real
You can’t bargain your way out, can’t make a deal
And you sure as hell can’t keep thinking your fate is sealed

You can’t keep getting down when things don’t go your way
You can’t keep thinking she’ll stumble upon you one day
You can’t worry about what your may or may not say
And seriously stop longing for better days

So why…? So why…?
Can’t you can’t stop hiding your heart
Why can’t you stop thinking things will fall apart?

You can’t torment the people you call friends
You can’t use them as a means to an end
You can’t break relationships because you’re too stubborn too mend
You can’t hurt when hearing “Let’s just be friends…”

You can’t continue to mull and write
You can’t expect that to make things right
You can’t expect them to see from your line of sight
When what you keep showing them is dark as night

So why…? So why…?
Can’t you see this wasn’t the man you set out to be?
So when exactly will you find “me”…?

Monday, January 24, 2011

4th Floor Lies

4th floor view; nothing new
Trying to find a verse to slip into
Happily screwed with nothing to use
Thinking of you, but what else is new?


Preconceived notions; ill-conceived motions
But nothing good enough to make waves in this ocean
Said and done? Lost or won?
And all is silent except for the internal commotion


Think I'll go and take a nap
And mentally never come back
Think I'll look you in the eye
And know that this is where I'll lie...


4th floor scrawling a distant view
An understanding of how I blew it with you
...you've gotta tell me, or I won't know what to do...
I wish I could tell you, and avoid someone else having to


They say, "Don't believe a word he's told..."
They say, "He's grown fond of being an asshole..."
They say, "If this keeps up he'll lose his soul..."
But I assure you this wasn't my original goal


Think I'll go and take a snooze
Until, these thoughts, you're ready to lose
Come get me when you can look me in the eye
And know that this is where I'll lie


Thoughts of perfection trounced by apathy
Half of me wishing I could get back that half of me
Locked in thoughts without a single key
Until people see what they don't want to see


4th floor emergencies tended to by flashing trucks
What happens when no one's a goose and we're all ducks?
Embrace the feathered oddity or else this game sucks
Write at the point where I don't give a f~~~


Think I'll go and take a nap
And dream up a day without this crap
Think I'll forever long for blond framed eyes
And know that this is where I'll lie...

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Myth vs. Fact


Look through the list of my contacts
Separate the myths from the facts
Ignore the life that distracts
And find a way to find a way

Look through the pages of my books
Separate the good from the dirty looks
Ignore the life that only took
And find a way to finally say

Look through the names I’ve now forgot
Separate the cold from the truly hot
Ignore the life that forgets me not
And find a way to finish the day

Look through the windows that I have open
Separate the now from the then
Ignore the life that keeps happening again
And find a way to feel that way

Look through the list of my contacts
Separate the myths from the facts
Ignore the life that won’t call me back
And go the way I wanted to go yesterday

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Unintentional Sociopath

Say the word, but never speak
Always find yet never seek
We revel in the aftermath
We live the life of a sociopath

I get everything you have to give
I dictate the way you live
I’ll have you singing Ave Maria
And you’ll believe it was all your idea

Everything will go my way
You’ll cling to what I have to say
You’ll do exactly what I want you to do
Foolishly believing you wanted to

Say the word, but never speak
Always find yet never seek
We revel in the aftermath
We live the life of a sociopath

I don’t care how it’s achieved
So long as you’re the one deceived
I have no shame, I just have fun
You’ll never know it was me when I’m done

I know how to give the truth a spin
And watch it go until I win
Never start the fire, just fan the flame
You’re all just pawns within my game

Say the word, but never speak
Always find yet never seek
We revel in the aftermath
We live the life of a sociopath

Excuse me for not being able to empathize
I find it funny that you’ll never realize
Your virtuosity feeds my vice
And I’ll eat it up without thinking twice

Meticulously done pathologically
Lying here for all to see
Unless, of course, we’re talking about you
In which case you’ll keep doing what I want you to

Say the word, but never speak
Always find, yet never seek
I revel in the aftermath
But I never wanted to be this sociopath…

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Sweet 'n Sour


Wake up from a day of unending night
Open my eyes, but nothing’s worth my sight
Open my mind and it pours out contrite
And oh, what I wouldn’t give for one more night
Escalate to being extra lazy
Sober up, only if you’re crazy
Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em; make it hazy
Question normality and see what they see
Half a bottle is just a taste
And we countdown ‘til we’re shitfaced
Revel in the useless and feel misplaced
To pour out your soul would just be a waste
We’ve lost a friend, but found a new one in a can
Sip on remorse and question the plan
Spin through the wind, like the blades of a fan
A night on the town is all we demand
Shame dissolves while pain disappears
Inhibitions run, as well as our fears
Waterfalls; watch them all; stow away the tears
Hey! They shout, and I realize, I’ve been sitting still for years
Get up from the ground to fall down this hole
Unending confusion makes me question my role
They want me to achieve them before I’ve even set goals
Down the hatch to sully even more of this soul
They ask for a lot, but don’t know how to give
We have so much fun, but still don’t know how to live
We clutter it up, and just don’t know how to sieve
Drink to forget the memories we can’t relive
You’re passed out on the floor and wishing she was there
She’s asking for more, but he just doesn’t care
You’ve been told they’re out there, but the question is: Where?
Miss; love; hate; ignore their piercing stare
I don’t care about your drama; you were asking for it
I don’t care about your bull, when I have to deal with my own shit
I don’t know if she’ll come back, but you’re growing decrepit
I don’t know if he’s safe and sober, so just deal with it
Escalate to being extra crazy
To quit indulging now would just be lazy
Smoke ‘em if you want ‘em; chain ‘em like daisies
I question what I’m doing but the answer comes faintly
Just put down the bottle, no one needs to die today
Just lay off the throttle and think about what you want to say
Slump down defeated, and get tanked on dismay
It may not have been before, but now it’s the only way
Your friend becomes my friend, I suppose
We polish them off until everything glows
Can’t tell if this is funny, and no one really knows
It wasn’t this way before, but I guess this is how it goes
Hey! They shout again, and I can once again feel my feet
I’ve got to play this off; I’ve got to be discreet
Smile and nod to every glazed over eye I meet
Hide away my hydrous friend, until I’m ready to repeat