Tuesday, April 13, 2010

It hurts

for all the wrongest reasons.

Friday, April 9, 2010

you don't have to stay strong and silent

The wall is still not talking back. I wonder why I keep thinking it will. I guess because this time I think I heard a grunt or two. Then again, I have a pretty vivid imagination, so who knows. I wanna hit my head against that wall. Three times, hard.

Somehow, I don't see that helping.

Walls are lame. Don't talk to them. (They don't talk back.)

Thursday, April 8, 2010

life is what happens when you're busy making plans

I tried talking to a wall today. Someone told me it'd be worth my while.
I have to be honest.

It wasn't.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

sha la la

This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more right
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face

And I knew from the first note played I'd be breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name

So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar

Good morning loneliness
Comes around when I'm not dreaming about you
When my world wakes up today you'll be in another town
And I knew when I saw your face I'd be
Counting down the ways to see you
And you smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name

You played in bars, you play guitar
And I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are
And you'll never see, you sing me to sleep
Every night from the radio

So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Sweet, sweet superstar
Superstar

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Jonah's back.

How do you say goodbye in robot?

Saturday, March 20, 2010

i don't give up that easily

Last time I saw you,
you didn't look at me.
But all I could think, was
you have so much possibility.

You say you don't know,
well I believe you.
Cuz I don't know, too.

I'll fix it with some key lime pie,
I'll make you smile.
I'm not giving up.

Not even a little bit.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Trying to forget is really not working.
Come right out and say it.