you are just a child
and the world is not out to hurt you
darling, darling, please
slow down and take the love in
you are young and beautiful and reckless
no where near wise
far from invincible
you are running, flying away into the sound of your own voice
telling you you are so close to the sun and
you can't wait to burn bright and beautiful and turn to ash
but the sun feels much nicer from the ground, oh, the sun feels much nicer from the ground
we are not made to live like bullets
you have blood on your casing and much of it is your own
you tell me you know best as you hold your gun to your temple and yell
fire away, fire away

Catastrophism
It's the little things you say, not to to me but to the wind
It's the way you don't say much to me at all
I am a screaming alarm
Flashing lights and frightening myself
If my voice sounds mechanical enough when it says i am cursed, unlovable, easily abandoned
I will forget it's my own and I will listen to it
I will take the words to heart and the voice will begin to sound like yours
I will fill in the silence
I will search for something, anything to prove the voice wrong
"I'm afraid I'm losing you and I don't know what I did"
"I should have held you closer but I'm afraid of my own strength and now it's too late"
I don't have the words to say what I need to say so in the end I say
"Hey, are we like, okay?"

i look at you and you are everything
and i wish i were more, more, better
i wish i were some beautiful boy you'd pull into bed
and one you'd stay cuddled up to until morning
i wish i were everything
everything you could ever want or need
i wish this were a love story
i wish i were even lovable
i look at you and you are everything
and i cannot contain the flood of emotion
you fill me with joy and regret and pain all at once
i close the car door and hope you don't notice my crying as i head home
because my love, you are everything
and i'm a spec of dust

I always knew it would end up this way
But I guess I hoped I was wrong
A foolish child with stars in their eyes
Cursed to see the future

Your pretty gray eyes look sad and you say
"I guess I just want someone to love me back."
My laugh sounds sour, an odd rumble tearing into a half-hearted roar, not in tune with what laughter should be
Because I love you-
And I have loved you-
And I will tell you-
And I have told you-
Over and over.
I have years of smudged, tear stained writing,
Whispers
All in metaphors:
"I just want someone to love me back."
We'll continue this interpretive dance,
Catching and dropping one another
From higher and higher cliffs.
One day we'll die or fly.

I love you
But I guess it doesn't count

Allow me to make a home for myself inside of your body
Somewhere in some cavity
Where I can be close to you and cozy
Let me latch on just tight enough
Let me memorize your voice
I do it without permission
From my host or from myself
This parasitic living
Will cause all of us hell

tell me what i am to you
it doesn't have to be a song, though your voice is lovely
i'm afraid our song is sung and what's said and done is Done
and even though i can't look at you without my heart trying to escape my chest i still don't know
so tell me what i am to you
a lover, a friend, a parasite
just tell me where we stand
you call the shots, i'll bite the bullet
feel the bleeding from the inside
it's easier than the unknown
so tell me what i am to you
i need to know, i need to know

I am Almost the one you love
I am Never quite enough
I am Almost just a friend
I am Never sure where to stand
You will Always have my heart
You will Never try again, restart