Yours

 


i was never good at writing love songs
i didn’t really know how to feel
i never felt ready, or worthy i guess
i never thought my feelings were real

but i love you, yes, i know that now
i can’t resist or run away
thoughts of you are here in the morning
here at night when i kneel to pray

i am yours for the taking
yours for the breaking
yours no matter what you do
i’ll always love you

you walked a journey to get here
sometimes you followed, sometimes you led
as much as i try to protect you
sometimes you cried and you bled

my arms are open for you
i can’t pretend to resist
wrap yourself up in my adoration
know when in blink, for that instant, you are missed Continue reading

bus stop

 

we can hurt so bad so fast
but it takes so long to heal
we can stay away from the pain
but then it gets so hard to feel

’cause that’s just what living is
it’s learning from our mistakes
it’s swearing you are the one
then hearing the snap of a heartbreak

have i waited 30 days just for a phonecall?
cause you just called to say hi

i’m all packed
and waiting at the bus stop
but you were just driving by

see i’m not better or over you
i’m still mad that you’re oblivious
so please just don’t call me back
until you are over us

like the moon outside the window
you’re like a glow in my mind
the dull transparent light
that reminds me of you
but i’m through…

my place in your day

i pinned my heart one night to a wall
woke up in time to hear it fall
surprised that it happened again so quick
i beat that disease, but now i’m sick

and i held my ground like an alamo
defending the lie that i could let you go
but the days come rushing in around me
i’m reminded of what faded silently

there is no use in apologies
for you weren’t wounded, only me
and i am the one that fixes you
now i’m bleeding, what can i do?

but wrap up memories like a tourniquet
and be the friend you will never forget
and that is enough for me to survive
my place in your day, it keeps me alive

but miss you

 

if you’re never home
to pick up the phone
why should i call?
why should i care?

but you’re medicine
i forgot to take
i need a dose of you
to save me from heartbreak

i traded in the best of me
for a little taste of you
now you are fading
so what can i do
but miss you?

the ache in my bones
the silent moans
i have no right
to ask for more

you’re busy being happy
i’m bringing you down
i needed you more
than you want me around

i traded in the best of me
for a little taste of you
now you are fading
so what can i do
but miss you?

love song

love me so i can write a love song
they say to write what you know
so i write about pain

kiss me so i can write about you
a song to make people smile
instead of walk away

but i don’t know
why you treat me like you do
i don’t know
why i let you

miss me when i’m walking away
and when i get to the door
why don’t you beg me to stay

love me so i can write a love song
they say to write what you know
so this song is about pain

felt so new


so you have your first real love
but didn’t you just tell me
i was the one you were thinking of?
(ahh)

48 hours grows me up
you swallowed me and threw me up
’cause somebody better came along
and i wonder what went wrong

i would have been just friends with you
i would have done what you asked me to
i’m so used to being used, but with you
it felt so new

you said you never wanted to hurt me
you said it would break your heart
to up and go and leave me alone
how well you knew your part

did you lie when you said you’d cry
if you ever took advantage of me
even i can see through tears in my eyes
you’ve never been so happy

i’m mad at myself for letting you
do just what you warned you would do
and i’m mad at you for saying things
that evidently were not true

two days

is this the way we grow up
choose our paths and drift apart
is this our stop, where we go our separate ways
or is this just another day?

you went by to pick up the keys
to a one bedroom apartment – 1st month free
and i’m jealous enough to dream (scared enough to stay)

you’re moving away this saturday
i have two days to say goodbye
but i don’t think you should go
i have two days to tell you why

you packed your car the night before
to get a jump on the weekend rush
now the jingle of impatient keys
breaks the silence of this front porch

but you’re saying you can’t believe
you won’t be hanging with me
we promise (yeah) we’ll keep in touch
you say you’ll miss me so much

you’re moving away today
i have told you goodbye
but i don’t think you should go
and i haven’t told you why

remember me

it’s in your voice
it’s on my mind
i have been erased

i had no choice
i had no clue to find
i have been replaced

but i miss you
i know you don’t want to hear this
you found someone
and traded my love for his
so i will drift away
until the day
you remember me

i want to call
to see you again
but i keep my distance

i watched you fall
fall away as friend
leaving me here with the silence

other line

how’ve you been?
it’s me again
it’s good to hear your voice

i’m doing alright
a little lonely tonight
but i guess that’s by choice

and i was just thinking about the past
and how i could always make you grin
do you remember?
and ever wanna go back there again?

he’s on the other line
have a goodnight, goodbye (click)
i had nothing more to say

i’m glad to call you friend
but i won’t call you again
till you are the one that got away

he’s on the other line?
i’ll just say goodbye
i had nothing more to say
anyway…

great but not good


she squeezed my hand when she broke my heart
and she rattled on like it made sense
to refer to us in the past tense

and she repeated her reasons till they got old
i laughed ’cause they were so absurd
the weakest excuse i’ve ever heard

she said i’m great
but not good enough for her
it’s not me – no she said it was her
so i nod like i understand
then i let go of her hand
great, but not good enough

she stopped to take a cellphone call
she whispered, “yeah, we’re almost done”
i muttered, “what, you’re not having fun?”

she sighed and told me don’t be bitter
it was then that i asked for the check
and rubbed a bit at the pain in my neck

she said i’m great
but not good enough for her
it’s not me – no she said it was her
so i nod like i understand
then i let go of her hand
great, but not good enough