I found a new girl now
Yeah I found a new girl
but im still searching for you in her

I tried to say some words
and they never came out right
You were the nerd
and I was the book you could never finish.
I was the end you always wanted to never hear
but I had I had I had
to make this story end
I was your chapter you would always go back and read
I was your sleeve when your nose ran
and when you ran out of tears
I made sure you made more
bababababy im sorry
and I know I know I know
I coudlve done a thousand gazillion things different
but im glad I did the things I did

Can I tell you
that I sure did miss your lovely ways
you use to play ray charles
and dance around with just your socks on
you'd tell me I worked too much I should've took a day off.
yeah yeah yeaaaaaah honey im sorry I didn't take a sick day
but now im takin sicks days being sick of not seeing you
my vinyls are all worn out
And the mixtapes you gave me are all worn out
Kinda like my heart
the cds they skip now
and im trying to recapture that melody
of the shower water hittin the floor
and your head burried in the covers
asking me to come to bed
I was to tired then
but now im not tired enough
oh boy
wow
oh boy
this could go on
and on
and on
and on

Tomorrows and todays
and todays are tomorrows
Our sorrows are ment to be captured

I ate that forbidden fruit
and I was left still hungry
I didn't know how to tame my hunger so
I went into the woods for a few days
bathed in the creek and took away sticks and stones
from my adventure I sure did go threw some hellish days
I was sick of cars and stoplights so I just sat and watched nights pass to days
******* it was a nice ride
fallin down hills
fallin down hills
so I put my wallet in the river
and watched the money flow down the stream
Just watched all of it go down stream
just watched it

when the time is right
when the times are good
I lived in apartments smack dab in the hood
I remember the tweakers and the town drunks
use to knock on my door when I lived in the slums
Use to give them water
and a place to sleep
woke up thinking will they be there to greet
they always were gone
And I fell back to sleep.
the moment I moved away from this place
I felt kinda fake
pretending I was rich
And my heart felt fake
I still often wonder if they knock on the door
and instead of a couch they get a curb or a floor

I work a lot
And I write when im off
I sit around and think
that im pretty well off
my mother calls me daily
and my brother is in the navy in cali
my bro works for harley
And im the writer
Every christmas I share one of my trending poems
And this only happens when I come home
my dad he's a fabricator
and he tells me and my brothers
anything can be created
if you just make it
Don't let someone else make it
before you