lips on her mouth
spitting sweet nicotine south
with a smile to conclude
tonight's entertainment
and this morning's mood.

French accents on video screens
and blind blank volume dreams
that plunge our village into darkness,
houses and shops made with black
cotton tops where the heartless live and breathe.

legs that stretch,
legs that are worth more than I can fetch,
legs that hurt, kick and wreck
those you cannot forgive or
pay back debts;
debts in excess  of hundreds,
a size 16 dress size prize that you'll never be able to buy back now that it has been plundered
by greedy hands, and worse,
a shifting sand lifestyle.

she acts like winter,

trying to keep warm

but still so cold,

she falls like rain,

coming down hopelessly,

colliding with the ground below,

she knows not of how

hurt she really is,

but inside is a heart,

broken,

shattered in many pieces,

that cannot be put back

together

Since when are you easy because you don't play hard to get
Is it wrong to want something and to get upset
When the one thing you trusted in consistently let
Your heart break
And since the day I saw you
You blew
And *******
And I knew
But there was nothing I could ever do
But sit back and watch you make a fool
of the person you thought you were.
The whole thing happened so quick
And too fast you became my walking stick
You were there for support when I needed kick
But never when I just wanted a friend.
They say people in glass houses should't throw stones
But the people on the outside will always be prone
To the curiosity of the unknown
And what's hidden beyond your crystal home
And I'm no exception.
I will always be leading that pack
until my blood runs cold and my heart turns black
I'm waiting for the day when the world will finally attack
And all I want is to see you fight back
Cause you've got me addicted to that smack
That runs through your veins.
And it's 11:11 somewhere and all I'm thinking about
Are all the times you were blazed out
Burnt out
And knocked out
Waiting for me to carry you out
Of the hole you made yourself out of pity and self doubt
Hoping that from my actions might sprout
some real human emotion.
I'm picking at scabs you left on my body and on my soul
Because all you did was laugh and roll
And I'm the one that has to pay the toll
Because somehow that means you accomplished your goal
Because for some reason that was my heart, which you stole
Along with other material things.
And now you have to rot and pay the price
Of a life gone wrong and a bad role of the dice
You and I represent lives that were sliced
And childhoods taken that would have been nice
And the next time you see me I hope you think twice
Because we are skating on such thin ice
But I don't seem to mind because I'm with you.
And now that I'm done ******* I guess its time to forgive and let go
Of all the the lonely nights that moved too slow
And the days of putting on the same show
And the love that just wouldn't grow
From a heart that just could't let emotion flow
Even though your broken heart would fit perfectly with mine.