Do you want the truth?

I ideally  I would want
A taller than me
By much
Blonde haired
Blue Eyed Boy
With no dark secrets
Or spare tickets
To the club

But what I keep getting
Is a dark haired
Dark eyed
Know it all
who drinks

till hes drunk

Smokes

till hes gone


And bleeds on the outside
Looking in

Listlessly
and amourously

For the first month.

And a quarter of the
Half.

Then he turns
Rambles softly
Moving On.

Oh What
a sweet tragedy
love.

And oh how stupid
we are
for
wanting
it.

I wanted to taint the pop song
Put a little black in it

So I wrote a song about you
The darkest thing I knew

But the Lyrics
Sounded Preachy
The Guitar
Sounded wrong

Is it just me
Or do you not belong

In my records

In my veins

My sheets
My blood

Because if I write about you
It's just a song about love

But What I wanted
Was a song
About
You

But If Ican't
Write a simple sonnet

In Your honor

Why should I have to
But up with your
Dishonor

In my rooms?

So as of now
I'm kicking you
Out

And writing
a song
about
That

She beat on the floor
Her body closing in on
The fact that these couple
Jagged Breathes

Her body throbbed
As the congression watched

The Pope told her
Before we teach ya
How ta live
We gotta teach you how
ta die

So somewhere inside
Even the worst
Part of humanity
Is Alive

The Congression
Watches unchanged

As she sweats and
Persipitates

Her eyes close and
He  as he says

Then they open
Again
Though they have changed

Welcome
To The
Church
Of The
Vampires

In

A
Whole
Other
Way

You rubber cement
Your wounds shut

Telling your mother
To shut the **** up
( Your okay really)

But you just like to have
Them all singing your song

Your just a bottom-of-the-bottle
Baby

You feel like you dont belong
So you dope yourself up
And mope around the house
With bruises (Black and Blue)
Made By You For You

And shes such a school girl
For believing
She could save you

Truly yours
Like the buckets
Full of bottles
Full of worms

The Other Side OF You

Let Then Get Together  
So I can break them apart
But If they get together
The only thing that'll be breaking
Is  My heart.

Not only can I still hear
The teacher preaching
I can still see him leaving
( Leaving getting farther away from me)

More than I can believe
Is centered on a class only
10 proof strong

And nothings happened
That can make me
Feel so wrong

Yet here I am
Drenched  In the Smell of
Love that don't belong

Listening to
Silent
Sorry
Teenage Songs