For the tenth time, he should’ve called me an hour ago. Would he be here with flowers if I lived in Arizona?
They say there’s no love left in the big cities; it’s kinda true. I guess you’ll find me coming soon to a small town near you.
If these walls could talk, they’d probably cry out for mercy. ‘Til I’m outlined in chalk, I’ll be romantically thirsty, So I drink and I drink from the proverbial time sink.
Fuck this, this can’t be my life; Tears flowing in full force tonight. Why can’t I sit down and write – Bring this question to light?
Do we hold the future, or does it come in peace? And if it’s in my hands, Are you sure it should be in brittle hands like these? Life, love, and the pursuit of all the things they promised me – Can I have all of the above? Are the best things in life truly free?
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life? One hand or the other; the butter or the bread knife? Do you choose winter, spring, summer, or fall? It’s driving me crazy that I can’t have it all.
knew so much about myself beyond all hope, beyond all help a funny warrior, i’m not brave, just tall i need a circle around me that’s small kick the machine that you pay for your mistakes ‘cuz change is all it takes
I’ve shown up for you in ways that boy never would, but
I know you’ll go back to him and
maybe you should. But
hope you don’t go backwards cause
I’m going on ahead, and
one day you’ll wish that you had
stuck with me instead.