Down by the lake you saw me And you knew i was waiting for you Looking in between those long greens Your reflection it fell upon
How we miss that love
The words written on my hand are hard to say. A game of solitaire and no cards to play. Paper airplanes so far away.
The words written on my hand are hard to say. A game of solitaire and no cards to play. Paper airplanes so far away
Crying for your letters Looking all through pictures that survive in the long way
To get from me to you Get to me Your writing me a letter Looking for my hearts with you In the water Im right in the heart The heart of you.
Distant tower hour on resistant hour signals with consistent power Eventually the shepherd must slaughter his sheep The sky is ripped open and the water is deep Somewhere else the burning fire Your tempered charms Im lost in the woods with no voice and empty arms Admitting im stranded Committing my plan Two stories written on my hand
Separate the guns and the flowers The minutes that go into all of these hours And I bet if you were given a smidgen of just the tip of the ice berg I’ve had to struggle with you Wouldn’t act so sour, maybe not
Livin off the fruit of my stress With a size twelve boot heel stepping on my chest Didn’t do it how they wanted it to end So they threw me to the winter and wolves
Tear me into shreds Rip me into bits Tear another page out Punch me in the ribs I can smell the poison on your lips Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet They want to get inside my head
Tell me how it is Sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list I can see the razor on your lips Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet You should of held your breath
She say that she still wants a friendship She can’t live her life without me as a friend I can’t figure out why I give a damn to what she wants I don’t understand the now before the then Most of this garbage I write that these people seem to like Is about you and how I let you infect my life And if they got to know you, I doubt that they would see it They’d wonder what I showed you how you could leave it A friend in Chicago said that I should stay persistent If I stay around I’m bound to break resistance Fuck you Lucy for defining my existence Fuck you and your differences
Fuck the “what happened?”, I got stuck They can peel pieces of me off the grill of her truck Used to walk with luck, used to hold her hand Fell behind then played the role of a slower man I want to stand on top of this mountain and yell I want to wake up and break up this lake of hell I feel like a bitch for letting the she twist me up The last starfighter is wounded, time to give it up On a pick it up mission, kept it bitter Gettin’ in a million memories just to forget her The difficulty in keepin’ emotions controlled Cookies for the road, took me by the soul Hunger for the drama, hunger for the nurture Gonna take it further, the hurt feels like murder Interpret the eyes, read the lines on her face The sunshine is fake, how much time did I waste? Fuck you Lucy for leaving me Fuck you Lucy for not needing me I wanna say fuck you because I still love you No, I’m not okay, and I don’t know what to do
Do I sound mad? Well I guess I’m a little pissed Every action has a point, five points make a fist You close ‘em, you swing ‘em, it’s hurts when it hits And the truth can be a bitch, but if the boot fits I got an idea: You should get a tattoo that says “Warning” That’s all, just a warning, so the potential victim can take a left and save breath, And avoid you, sober and upset in the morning I wanna scream, “Fuck you Lucy!” But the problem is I love you Lucy So instead I’ma finish my drink and have another While you think about how you used to be my lover