You make me ill
My brain drops in my stomach
I wanna throw up all my thought
Get out the memories of you
Just let me out

Look around the room and see a sea
A sea of the old
Swimming through to find the new
Even though nothing will change and nothing will be new
You have to hope
So you keep swimming

Look around the room and see a sea
A sea of the old
Swimming through to find the new
Even though nothing will change and nothing will be new
You have to hope
So you keep swimming

I lay in my bed
Barrying my face in pages of nonsense to take away my pain
I've lost you once again
I know any minute he'll walk into my from from a long night of french fries
Ill compose myself and read again
I play with my hair and come to the realization
I smell like him
French fries and insilen
That's all I've smelled like for a month
Sense the second we ended
Everything my hair my bed my clothes even my book
Everything smells of my distractions
I used to smell like menthol old spice and bo
I would live in the stench of you
My favorite smell in the world
The kind that brought you home
Brought you back to everything you used to be
A person walks past you with even a hint of you
Instint attraction
I follow that feeling
Feeling your hands on my hips
Your lips tickling my neck
I can feel that ting of energy go all the way to my toes
Nothing makes me feel as safe
As hurt
As much as myself as the stench of you
Bringing me home to my bed
My bed you used to share
Curled and linked as one
Now I can't smell a thing.

It's a cycle
You hurt me and I'll become you
There isn't anything to prevent this
I've never been much to conform
You shaped me from the start
Hollow and fragile
Someone broke you.
You put me on the verge of shatter
Small cracks form on the edges
Nothing but a breeze could make it crumble.
I'm you and you ****** all me out.
You get my pain now baby.
Have fun with the bits you thought you'd get.
I can be a ***** too
There isn't anything you can have now it's been empty for years
Nothing worth waiting for
Jokes on you sweetie
Hope you have fun with everything you've obtained
I'll be sure to pass on your good grief
Next adventure with surely get enough to spare
If anyone deserves my love it'd be you deary
Have fun with all my love
There's quite a bit
Good luck trying to control it now that you've taken it all.

You waste all your time with me
I'm not one to deserve the attention
I've done things that would **** you and **** me
I'm ashamed and guilty
I won't deny it or try and make excuses
I'm human
I'm a liar
I'm nothing but trouble
Trouble in a band tee
There's nothing left on the inside
I've left it all in the back of a van
I hate to say it and I'm sorry
There's nothing left
Nothing for you
Nothing for him
Nothing for me
I'm sorry I'm empty.

You waste all your time with me
I'm not one to deserve the attention
I've done things that would **** you and **** me
I'm ashamed and guilty
I won't deny it or try and make excuses
I'm human
I'm a liar
I'm nothing but trouble
Trouble in a band tee
There's nothing left on the inside
I've left it all in the back of a van
I hate to say it and I'm sorry
There's nothing left
Nothing for you
Nothing for him
Nothing for me
I'm sorry I'm empty.

What I try to tell myself that I want i te opposite of my real feelings
I feel that I need someone to love me and hold on
I tell myself that I want someone to **** me then get out
I'd be a woman and be unsmotiable.
I just need love from someone in a way I've never felt.
I want the love I've felt in my past
I'm not of age but I know how to feel
I know the way of people I've come of age
I feel the same pain you do when you divorce.
I want to feel the love I tell myself I deserve.
I don't know if I deserve anything let alone happiness
But I want it whether I find the right person
or if I'd rather make someone the right person.
Selfishness can take a toll on the way to love a person.
Just as long as I can use this love I can feel it again.

As I see you on my bathroom floor
I know there is no going back
I take our hand and help you up
You pull me down with you.
I lay on the floor next to you.
I become soaked with ***** water
and the same blood of your own.
I can't help but wonder what there is to do.
I can't make you better.
No way to make anything better.
All there is to do is wait with you
love you in your last remark
as you slip away spilling over my bathroom floor
no way of knowing what the coming morning will bring
you your life or me my sorrows
I wait with you forever in your debt
Make your choice to be or not to be.
But let me see whether you need or not.
I need you as you need me now.
At last I'll help you back off the floor.

You are as sweet as they come
You help me in simple ways.
As your juice flows through me
I have a suddle relief
There's very some comfort you proide
It is always a brief release you give me.
Your'e my guilty pleasure
I just need a bit of you in my mouth
I want to **** on something
you are it

I can't move
or I choose not to
I wait for any sign of compassion
even when it does arive
I'd rather sit about in my own filth
No way of knowing what will become of this tragic mess
Only way to see the days
Is to look inside
Pull out all the ****
it's all made of red white & tissue.
Nothing made of anything worth
Just continuing to gain the lesser value.

I just want you
someone to take me seriously
not to think I'm just some kid
Just a little toy to play with
No big deal if it gets broken
just as long as theres another one
waiting for you to play with.

I need you
Someone to take care of me
I'll take care of you
I'll keep you healthy
and make sure you stay out of trouble
I'll make you feel good at night
and cook you breakfast in the morning.

Just as long as you treat me right
I need someone to take care of me
I want you to make me feel good
Hold me back from insanity
Push me to the edge of creativity
Make me be me.
I need you.
But first I need to find you.

Siting at home alone
all I want is to feel your hands
all over
your beard tickling my chest
as you rest your head.
I haven't gone a signal day without the thought of you
it never seems to amaze me
the way I long for your touch
She never seems to give a ****
just an old has been that cant get over the past
I can't deal with any bit of you
Just once I'd like to be gone.

It comes to me like it's nothing
whether its any good or not
it just pops out like a crowning child
graphic or theatrical
no matter whether it's idiotic or repeditive
I'll still put it down
If I turn into anything I know it'll be big
I just want the attention
To make my name known so people will have to listen
Before I die I'll love a serial killer
make another person come alive
and have my name become house held.

When the gentle wind blows on your face
all the memories rush back to your brain
which gets lost in its self from the thoughts
that tries to eat it''s self alive.

There's no warning it just claims you
comes over you like a cloak of red.
Everyone thinks it's been too long
I'm pathetic
No one will ever understand and they say they do
they don't
they won't
nothing will ever change but i'll just live with my mistakes
or yours.

Stop Being a *****
no one likes someone who whines all the time
no one wants to listen to anything you have to say
you care about what everyone has to say
you just cant stop feeling sorry for yourself
You're such a hypocrit
you dress like a different genre everyday
can't you just think for yourself?
unless you don't care what anyone thinks?
not even yourself...
just the voices in your head telling you to jump.

When I was a little girl...
I wanted to be a super model
I wanted to drive a pink car
I loved Britteny Spears
I needed my mommy & daddy all the same.

Sense I was a little girl...
Super models weight 70lbs
Black is the new pink
Britteny Spears shaved her head
Lots of arguements

Now that I'm a big girl...
I want to make movies
I drive a ****** red car
Music is just full of pain
My mommy needs me & my daddy uses me.