fainting spells (AFI)

Give me this
before I slip
before I sink
because I think
I think I may have found
the short way down

Just give me something--
cold and clear
The love spent here
as I had feared
means nothing dear
I pray to reason
I'll forget
I'll trade what's left

Just give me something--
I'm the devout
Praying just to
get the blood out
bound by this flesh I own
I'm the devout
Cutting just to
get the blood out
Desecrate
til we die alone

I will defy
the pulse disguise
but please
pretend we're still alive
if it gives you hope
I've sung and drowned
I'm taking the short way down

Give me something--
I'm the devout
praying just to
get the blood out
bound by this flesh I own
I'm the devout
Cutting just to
get the blood out.
Desecrate
til we die alone

Give me something I can take
can take to make the memories fade
Poison kiss
remember this
I never was meant for this day.

this burning air

I can live without you today
I can live without you tomorrow
the next day and the next
but just a minute with you
and all I can think about
all I can do about
is wrong, wrong, wrong
You have a sick, perverse power
and I don't know what gear I'm in
how old I am
or who you are
You are the ultimate trojan horse
and I am ridden with worm holes
guilt and ethanol
Tell me you know the future
because I need
something to believe in
Purge me of my doubt
purge me of all my lies
You are capable of anything--
what a face
what eyes
I boast of such mischief
but you cut me down
so easily
My name is in the bathroom stall
for everyone to see
there is slander
behind every pair of eyes
It is hard to live in this world
so hard to breathe
this burning air
I'm sorry this is our stage
so sorry
I'm not more prepared
but I can't say I'm sorry
for breathing you in
can't say I'm sorry
for forcing our atoms
into such close quarters
for squeezing what life I can
from such a dry atmosphere.

twelve hours later

God I love girls
but I like breathing more
I like their eyes and lips
and collect them
until they conspire against me
They wage a war
I cannot retaliate against
they are a suffocating weight
a millstone around my neck
Their eyes return my accusations
with a simple "Who, me?"
It's the last thing I see
before they throw me in the sea
I am a desperate man
and my parts are fused by rust
fused by hate
into a barely recognizable human being
I am a facsimile
of something real
Don't let me bore you
with the details
don't let me keep lying--
yesterday wasn't that great
we all do the best we can
with each day
The more I think about it
the more alarmed I am
I was a mystery to many
so hard on myself
and yet I let everything
slip through the cracks
I left without warning
a simple note in my wake
and crashed on your shores
twelve hours later
Some girls aren't like the others
some girls don't play games
they just want
some sort of truth
Life is too short
and we all fade too fast
so keep your insides pink
and pulsing with the good stuff
The cold is close by
and waits for all of us
Keep yourself warm
with the one who loves you
keep yourself pure with her
and let the night
tear itself apart.

good luck charm

Wake yourself up for me
keep yourself sane for me
I can't walk
through this world alone
can't keep fighting
the slings and arrows
if I can't have you
After so many years
I still crave you
time has not made
my need weaker
time has hardened me
into a resolute fiend
for your touch and your smile
Is there an end to this?
the thought turns my stomach
touch me in the night
and remind me
that forever has no end.

still an asshole

It's tough being your muse
especially when
you abuse and ignore me
I didn't sign up
for this job
this is all your doing
I wish you'd remember that
Other men have muses
they fondle and adore them
your hands are full
of spite and retribution
What the fuck
is wrong with you?
you talk about girls
and their tricky parts
but you make no effort
to understand us
Here's a freebie:
we're all different
and I'm certainly not
like the other girls
maybe you've noticed?
Anyway
you're still an asshole
and this conversation
is over.

sunshine (samiam)

Monday
sunshine
so high
it's hard to see
through the Sunday
clouds still
lingering
how you wound up in the sea
Spinning above
burning inside
further you go
the deeper you dive
don't mean to deceive
but it's they who believe
they fall in love with the girl they perceive, not you
blind them
with kindness
until they are reminded
they're lonely and desperate
and you have a secret
it's something they all think they need
Spinning above
burning inside
further you go
the deeper you dive
don't mean to deceive
but it's they who believe
they fall in love with the girl they perceive, not you
they see what they want in you
they get what they need from you
they take advantage of you
they would be nothing without you
without you.

run with me

In the recesses of my memory
among stale boxes of data
there is that unusually warm December night
you and I face to face
for the first time
Blues Traveler on the radio
root beer on the seat
next to me
Coming out of that pale Jeep
I knew I was never going home

The way I felt for you then
and the way I feel for you now
are the same
Sometimes it seems sinful
the way you react with my hands
Something subtle
begins a chain reaction
Your breathing becomes a datastream
of delicious information
and my fingers are careful
to play the same old song
in a way you've never heard before
Give me everything
you know I want more
I end up so expended
but I'm not done

Chasing memories is comforting
but the end of the story
is chasing me
I can run fast
as long as you run with me.

no big secret

Holding on to life so tightly
can render
so many blisters
Holding on to matters
can make them matter too much
I've been going the wrong way
down a one-way street
I don't care
see me laughing
at everyone I meet?
see me jeering
and grinding my teeth?
I'm unrestrained and unrehearsed
practically newborn
with a wicked thirst for hurt
I used to think
I was only punishing myself
proud of my insulated mayhem
I owned such reprehensible deeds
Never did it occur to me
what a worry machine you had become
My benders
my ups and downs
my down and outs
all the running away
all the distractions
must have bled your sympathy dry
I bet you thought
I'd never want to change
you thought
I'd never find myself here
begging for another shot
Here I am
staring my demons in the eye
fully aware of my perilous state
and finally aware
that it is no big secret.