Here's where the line goes
for the show, maybe
Although I'm fairly sure it is
and I know that I'm first
Here's where the worlds collide
and the lies in their songs unfold
Forest of feast and tactility
Do I love you and need you?
Well, false to both, though
I admit you're my favorite

A veil of secrets
keeping you bleak and
numb, vacuous, and dumb
Are you in deep with the rhythm or open and bald
of your original skin and placement?
A different life, or would you say paradigm?

this is an emotionally thick day
in a way that it feels like i am
pushing, digging, burrowing
just to get through it.

With all the things on my chest, I can hardly breathe
With all the things in front of me, I can hardly see
But it’s easy to see that my emotions get the better of me
Can’t help but admit I let love get the better of me
My heart tears kinda easy, believe me
Your words cut deep, and I bleed immediately
If I die, know that my heart still beats for you
Still wanting to find a spiritual connection with you
But you’re connected with another soul
Another whole mess I put my heart in
So to hell with the love that I put my heart in
Me and the leftover pieces of my being
Will try to make the most of being a human being

Your lips are fire under the blanket of tension
The very exhale of my breath and I can't help but smile
there you are laying like the most extraordinary woman would
We're trillions of light years away and I still feel your heat.

I keep digging and digging and digging,
     trying to dig myself out of this hole
But it seems everything is collapsing around me
      burying me with my soul.
      This small shovel
  just doesn't seem to be enough,
     No one thought to tell me
         how life could be this rough
Now,
    I'm just getting deeper and deeper
        and deeper
    with my unwanted thoughts
This shall be my grave,
        but don't put any roses on top,
      I prefer **forget-me-nots

I hear you twittering away in the background.
You sing to yourself a lot, did you know?

                                                  I see you tapping on your leg
                                                  I love the way you sound, did you know?

I smell the scent of old wood and music on your collar.
You carry it around with you, did you know?

                                                I feel you holding my heart in every word.
                                                You keep it alive, did you know?

I taste sweet love on your lips.
It is pure and intoxicating, did you know?

                                   Did you know that every little thing
                                      you do drives me a little crazier?


                                    Crazy in a good way, did you know?

You're breaking my heart—
chiseling it away with your tongue.
If only it could've been my tongue
cause i'm tired of the taste
of false hope and love.