I throw all my questions to the midnight sky.

They rise and ricochet off the crooked constellation
And slowly sink back down,
Spinning silently 'til they reach their destination,
A pothole in the ground.

Buried beneath dust and dirt
Lay the answering words,
Tucked away like coffins
Hiding from the birds.

Teased and taunted
Forever haunted
A breath or two
From black to blue

One cut up girl
Against the world
Holes in her chest
Soak up the mess

Her eyes grow cold
Her soul's been sold
She's left shattered
Broken and battered

My girl was born, with black hair;
and as I cuddled her in my chair;
She looked at me with eyes, that could not see;
as if to say hello Dad, it’s me.

Thirteen years later, I’ve seen her grow;

and there’s one thing, I’ve come to know;

That when my life begins to curl;

I’ll always remember, my little girl.

When my girl smiles, there can be;

no other greater thrill for me;

To see her happy, is in my plan;

My little girl, she’s called Leanne.

I cry because I lost my time
and you cry because you found yours
but not where you wanted
and now it’s almost gone

the full moon grins
impishly, and mocks
you for a fool

and his smile for me
is that of an old friend
another of many less-than-noble
men who beneath his gaze
have acted lies and whispered
them in woman’s ear

and with the soft caress of laughter
my spine tingles and my hairs
stand up, ready to run
at the first sign of trouble
because if joy and terror
share the same physical response
what does that tell you
about being happy

simply this:
the first law of the universe
is that everything is always falling apart

Now I've lost it
It's not like there was much to lose
My mind, my sanity
Nothing I could choose

I can't stand your sight
I can't see the way you do
How it's always my fault
And you put the blame on you know who

Well I'm sorry honey
But this time you're gonna see
What it's like
To get the coldest shoulder from me

You're twisted mind
And a broken frame
Holding in all your hate
And making you look tame

I'm sorry but
It's good I finally saw the light
I guess I never focused before
Enough to escape the fight

So here's to you gone
Here's to my life
Now that you're gone
I'll breathe easier and drop the knife

That you've had to my throat
For way to long
I'll drop mine to the ground
So long as you're gone

So when you look back
And see the wreckage behind these four walls
Just remember you're second best
Whenever another heart calls

So here's to me
Here's to you
Here's to them
Here's to wreckage too

I don't have time
To say a proper goodbye
Another heart calls
And so does the knife in your eye