Cold IHOP,
Wednesday morning,
Smoking section,
Kind of boring,

Can't work well,
While I have you,
Drawing me,
Across the booth,

It isn't really me,
But it's how I feel,
Mentally trapped,
The straight-jacket's real,

My mind is racing,
The Coffee has kicked in,
My heart is pounding,
My emotion's tricked again,

You're holding my heart,
In every one of your drawings,
I'm trying to show you my thoughts,
With each one of my writings,

My words get confusing,
I've known this for awhile now,
But that doesn't make it any less true,
I want no one except you.

You and I were the best of friends,
We did everything together,
As the spring months came to their ends,
We waited for the start of the summer,

We had odd jobs at the start,
But the money wasn't enough,
To keep us that far apart,
we spent our time looking through old stuff,

We would listen to the old radio in the attic,
turning through the channels to find the right static,
to sing the songs of our Summer Playlist,
every song was a time we cherished,

When the Summer started to fade,
We couldn't see each other everyday,
School started and we had seperate classes,
Our classes together went by the fastest,

When the weekend came,
Back to the attic,
The radio station was always the same,
We turn it to the same summertime static,

When winter came the snow did too,
The months dragged on until Christmas came,
We went to the attic for something to do,
That radio station always stayed the same,

Some new songs were added to our Summer Playlist,
Some new memories were made to be cherished,
No matter the time of the year,
We always knew the radio was there,

To play our favorite station of summer static,
Singing our Summer Playlist songs,
Singing together in the attic,
The only place where we belong,

A New Year starts and the snow goes away,
We start hanging out again everyday,
There has been another year of being true friends,
The Seasons change and we start all over again

Back to the Attic in the summer sun,
It started off strange but then came the fun,
We'd changed over the year, but we still loved the attic,
The Radio's broken, but we still love the static.

With my heart in your hand,
And my name on your lips,
And as the last few drops,
Of my dignity flow from your fingertips,

I remember how it felt to be alone,
And all the love I’ve never known,
I wrote a love song for you to sing at my grave,
And I know it would be wrong to say that I was brave,

But I don’t want this to be your last memory of me,
So turn away because I don’t want you to see,
I’m in a dark place and I don’t know where I am,
And alone is the only way I seem to be able to stand,

You’ve given me a lifetime of hope,
But I’m dangling at the end of my rope,
You were the start of my life,
But will it end with the blade of a knife?

It’s hard to say,
The path one takes,
When they have nowhere else to go,
But they are the only one to know,

Will Heaven open its gates for me,
A lost soul looking for peace?
Or will I fall to the pits of Hell,
To waste and rot in my empty shell?

Dreaming of Excitement,
Hoping for some fun,
Feeling only resentment,
I just want it to be done,

Realizing I've been defeated,
Is my only Salvation,
The desire to be needed,
Has been a revelation,

Unknown are the possibilities,
In my future ahead,
But seeing only realities,
Regretting what I've said,

Needing some stability,
To balance out my Life,
Needing that ability,
Isn't worth all the strife,

Keeping my promise,
Is harder than it seems,
I'm struggling like a novice,
To remember it's just a dream.

I just want to have a smile,
But I've given up hope,
It hasn't happened in a while,
And it’s getting hard to cope,

You say don’t give up my passion,
But there isn't much passion left,
In our hearts there’s a cleft,
Opened with no compassion,

I hate seeing your words,
They cut me down inside,
And make me feel much worse,
Behind my shame I’ll hide,

I don’t want this to be the end,
We have too much history to lose
I still want to see you as a friend,
But it’s up to you to choose.

I want to talk,
Without saying a word,
I want to listen,
Without thinking of the hurt,

I want you to see,
But your eyes are blurred with tears,
I want to hear you say you're okay,
But I don't want to listen

I want to feel that you're fine,
but you won't let me get close enough,
I want to experience the pain you're in,
But you won't give me the truth,

You're pushing away those who care,
You're in pain and we're aware,
And I know you're mad at me,
But Its not all about you and me.

I was always the kid,
To be picked last for kickball.
I was the one,
Whose name was never called.

But now that I have you,
My outlook has been fixed.
I am more than happy,
To be your last pick.

One November day,
One friends advise,
What can I say,
It ended up nice,

One shy guy,
One sweet girl,
He decided to say hi,
And now she's his world,

On the third night,
He proposed just for fun,
And she became his life,
And he became her number one,

And after nine months long,
They're still together,
Still going strong,
And his life has never been better,

It's not always great,
But mostly it's fine,
When the nights get late,
She's always on his mind,

He loves her like crazy,
And thinks she feels the same,
He thinks it'd be amazing,
If someday she took his last name.

I've made some mistakes,
and learned what all it takes,
To be in a long distance relationship,
But you make it worth the trip,

Five months ago a simple question,
Made reality out of a simple suggestion,
We got started on a Monday,
I pray everyday for one more Monday

I won’t be your eraser any longer,
I’m losing more than I would like,
What I do won’t make you any stronger,
But I hope that what I say might,

I won’t watch as you make the same mistakes again,
I've seen you do it several times,
I won’t allow your selfish ways to have this effect,
And tear you away from your best friend,

Pencils come with erasers to fix their mistakes,
But your mistakes are more like permanent marker,
Instead of clearing the record without a trace,
You leave a bigger area Marked in Black,

I won’t be your clean slate or paper anymore,
I won’t let you bring me down more than you already have,
Your best friend is here to help you,
But you’d rather avoid confrontation because of your wrongs,

It’s not our fault that you keeping hurting yourself,
But we could help you if you would only listen,
My last piece of advice before our friendship splits,
Consult your friends before they call it quits.

Tired of my life, tired of being alive,
Standing on the ledge about to take a dive,
Too afraid to look you in the eye,
Afraid of life but too scared to die,

I want nothing more than to be wanted,
All I ever wanted was a little bit of love,
Forever my soul will remain haunted,
Forever scorned by those above.

On a foggy night in May 1939,
After playing cards with some friends,
A woman gave birth to a baby boy,
And that’s where the story begins,

He was raised to know the difference,
Between the wrongs and the rights,
Making a name as a farmer,
Was where he set his sights,

After twenty-one years alone,
He met his loving wife,
And over fifty years later,
They’re still happy with their life,

Three years after they got married,
They had their second child,
On the farm and around the town,
That teenage boy went wild,

He made his living,
Fixing everything broken,
And even when things went wrong,
He remained soft-spoken,

1980 in Mid April,
He met his future wife
Fourteen months and one ring later,
And they made a happy life,

With two lovely daughters already,
They learned they were to have a son,
On a cold morning in May 1993,
They gave birth to me,

Like the two generations,
Before my sisters and mine,
We were born and raised country,
And that’s how we intend to die.

Do you see the damage you've done,
Broken a heart beyond repair,
When she was always the one,
That really seemed to care,

Do You see the broken and scarred little girl?
Did you know you used to be her whole world?
Do you see the sadness in her pale green eyes?
Did you even take time to realize?

Your mistakes have all but driven her away,
But not far enough to lose her completely,
I know there are some things you could say,
To bring you back together neatly

Hey girl, remember me,
and how we used to be,
together to the end,
but you turned to my best friend,

I wrote your name across my wrist,
So I would always remember it,
We had so many memories,
And now all I feel is Misery,

I'm not upset about the fights,
that we always had,
I'm ****** about the nights,
You spent with the other man,

I tattooed your name across my wrist,
So I would always remember it,
The black of the ink reminds me,
Of how black your heart can be,

When I found out it was him,
It can as quite a shock,
We used to be best friends,
And now we'll never talk,

I carved your name into my wrist,
And now I'll never forget it,
As the blood runs down my fingers,
The pain of your lies still lingers,

I'll wait for you in Hell,
You'll be here soon enough,
I should have known full well,
That loving you was tough.

Listenin to the radio,
Trying to find the words,
That I want to say to you,
To show that I really care,

Every song that I hear,
Makes me think of us,
And all the things,
That I tend to fear,

Every sad line leads,
To an indefinite end,
Every love song,
Gives false hope,

Every song about drugs,
Or Partying all night long,
Makes me change the station,
To find a new song,

Singing love songs,
Although it feels wrong,
Gives some certain sense,
Of Happiness to some,

This love song,
Is meant for only one,
And I can't help but say,
I Love You Today.

With two hearts beating and feeling the same,
A sharing of vows and then a last name,
Family and friends have all come to see,
The joining of two hearts in Holy Matrimony,
Tears will be shed and goals will be made,
And memories of this day will never Fade,
One foot in front of the other,
For the next big step in life,
Instead of alone you'll be together,
Happily married as husband and Wife.

Waking up on the floor,
After going to sleep at four,
To see your beautiful face,
Kind of feels out of place,

The big city really scared me,
But there was so much to see,
I just couldn't look away,
We did more than I can say,

From seeing the Fabulous Fox,
To awaiting the arrival of a box,
The week in Paradise now is through,
I'm just glad I got to spend it with you.

Through the snow and the sun
I had a whole lot of fun
And to know you did too
Shows me your feelings are true

You handled my family like a champ
And my obsession with vamps
In my car, you didn't die
And T-A was never shy

Our across the city march
Led us to the magnificent Arch
With Viking and Blondie we wined and dined
And those Christmas lights really shined

Then you showed me your home
Where cats, dogs, and cows do roam
The whole time, we talked, joked, and kissed
Your hand in mine is very much missed

And all of the photos along the way
Well, an interesting story they do portray
The week in Paradise is now through
I'm just glad I got to spend it with you

~Why do you still love me,
Sometimes I’m not really sure,
I can tend to be a little crazy,
And at times a little absurd,

~But there’s Another Side of me,
Than can be charming and sweet,
If you’ll give me this one more shot,
I’ll find out if I’m worth it or not,

~I don’t think I deserve you,
But we are together nonetheless,
No matter what anyone else says,
Sometimes I wonder why I love you,

~At times you can be quiet,
And also come off as a little mean,
But quite often you’re a riot,
And that’s why you’re my queen,

~But there’s Another Side of you,
That is intelligent and great,
And I don’t know what I’d do,
If this love turned into hate,

~But to us there’s Another Side,
That’s perfect twenty-four-seven,
And I have no reason to hide,
Loving you puts me in Heaven.~

We Turn,
Matching Pistols,
Powder burns,
barrels whistle,

one man falls,
one man stands,
winner take all,
that's how we planned,

mission complete,
or so we thought,
nothing can compete,
with the lesson taught,

scream out loud,
for all to hear,
I thought you were too proud,
to ever shed a tear,

lying on the ground,
searching for the light,
cold red blood all around,
no reason left to fight,

for a life that's been wasted,
chasing after shattered dreams,
victory never tasted,
as great as it now seems,

your loss was a release,
from all your sin and pain,
in Hell there is no peace,
you'll surely go insane,

and beg to be forgiven,
for all that you've done bad,
the last chance you've been given,
to remember the life you had,

with me by your side,
together we've traveled,
all the world wide,
the future unravled,

the only place I've never seen,
is the place that you are now,
what does this all mean,
please try to show me how,

to find the open abyss,
the blackened sky above,
that has ended all this,
that could have been true love,

I never got to show you,
how much I really cared,
all the terrible things you do,
how you ever dared,

to take her away from me,
the way that you did,
did you ever think to see,
we were just foolish kids,

now you rest,
in a long wooden box,
the last real test,
is when the devil knocks,

to claim his next victim,
who has made a big change,
like summer to autumn,
you acted so strange,

from a diamond in the rough,
a ruby in the pale sand,
to a strong and tough,
different kind of man,

please tell me how you feel,
now I see that you were right,
tell me this is real,
did we really just have that fight,

in the end I get the girl,
thats how the story goes,
the rest shall unfurl,
what the future holds no one knows,

maybe love will come in time,
marriage and future like I planned,
watching children on the jungle gym climb,
reaching out for their father's hand,

thats the kind of life I want,
with my new belle,
but your memory haunts,
making my life a living Hell,

I think everyday,
about giving up,
nothing left to say,
left looking up,

to the one that started it all,
hoping he can help me now,
now that I know it is time for me to fall,
hoping he is looking down,

suicide is a selfish escape,
from my living Hell,
better than the mental ****,
of a padded cell.