Monday, July 18, 2005

[right]
you think you know?
HA!
what you show is your lack of understanding
your preseption of me as being something
i am not
and your own idea of your own
self-importance

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Lover I Don't Have to Love

I picked you out
of a crowd and talked to you
Said I liked your shoes
You said thanks can I follow you?
So it's up the stairs
And out of view
No prying eyes
I poured some wine
I asked your name, you asked the time

And now it's two o'clock
the club is closed we're up the block
Your hands on me
Pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know
Who else may have been you before

I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl who's to sad to give a fuck
Where is the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said he'd meet us here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
You said it feels good, I said I'll give it a try

Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers, they just play tragic
And the phone's ringing
And the vans leaving
Let's just keep touching
Let's just keep... keep singing

I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where is the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind
But you, but you
you write such pretty words
but life's no story book
Love is an excuse to get hurt
and to hurt
Do you like to hurt? I do I do
Then hurt me
Then hurt me
Then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me