Some songs can't be sang by anyone
For any audience
Some songs r only felt
Some songs r only writ
If I felt it ... and wrote
And you don't get it
Maybe it just isn't
But ur isn't
Isn't a detourant for me
Ur isn't
Is a why shouldn't
We to me
If my song isn't ur song
So be it
I sang it for me and any of us like me to feel it.
It was never ur song.

How could I know you really love me
When u don't love like I do
How do any lovers
Communicate their feelings
Their truths
How can anyone trust
What another says to you
When my love
Is so different
Than any love given to you
How can I see where ur love lies
And bends
And ends
When I love like fire
And you love like wind.
We could start a blaze
Or burn out and that's it
How can any lover know
When love is resilient
Or resistant

I can't say ur a safe bet
I can't give anything to u
I can't live thru more regret
U seem to want to have fun
I just want someone
Who would love me
Someone to hold
...but u were so cold

so im here to baby sit while u cry over ur
non ex
ex cause me
I dont buy it
I won't even waste my change on it
u can't change
I won't even give u a tip
ur just a cosmic tragedy
let ur emotions
dictate ever single movement
and that's why I cant see thru the *******
sorry but I got 30/20 vision
In both eyes
sometimes in my dreams
I can see our destiny's
yet u still here lying about the present
can't u see it hurts me to see
the truth come true
it's resilient
I see a truth 30/20 vision
dat u just can't accept
or admit to
telling u the end of us  begins with you
you just can't actually be true
u just can't actually be genuine
I pity you
a tragic comedy
something outta a Shakespearean tragedy.

He is an RnB boy
He sings RnB song
But he doesnt know love
No love at all

Wake up with heart ache and regrets
With ocean eyes
Snowing on bare lips
That havent felt your kiss in awhile
Cold shoulders couldnt be more arctic
Anti-love is the game
Everyone is playing
So those of us who still have hearts to give
Wake up with nothing but aches and regrets
And eyes filled like oceans

In this life ive seen people laugh, cry and get high
Only influence standing between the right and left side
Ive felt courage die
And made love lost
Turned such chaos into neccessities
When life isnt suppose to be about material things
Not doe, not hoes, win at all cost, or by any means
Because in time those ingredients bleed
And bore wounds deep
Six feet
Ive seen six eyed monsters creep into hearts still breathing
And transplant its last beats
And beats and beats
Until beats turn into stringed melody
Strangled cries of insanity
Breathing life of normality
Of sorrow bought on black markets
Of dreams tranished
It is love life has yet to witness
Life is a tragedy
Feeling the glass is half empty
We take hits harder than dome would deem pleasurable
When we are living a fable
We run dead end to locked walls holding back dreams
Somewhere we all bare witness to unbearable things
When life is a blessing turned more of a curse
We wonder if we should laugh, cry, or get high first