Pretty face, it’s about you isn’t it?
Pretty lies staring at me in those eyes,
I see the dark clouds over your heart
You’re wrong yet you like it, huh???
Crazy to see what kind of woman you are

Say anything & everything, just having your way over here
It’s the fake love for me that won’t keep me here
If you ghost me but play like you love me publicly,
Then are we really together?
There’s no happy ending in this fairytale called- “forever”

Never felt,
Never felt love where you stood
Never felt,
Never felt love where you stood

I took the time, sat with the sting of it
A whole year to process and grieve it
Sort through the feelings of watching you repeat it
With a girl that looked like my sequel

A year goes by and you're back on a flight
She's not there and you ask yourself why
I wonder if I came to mind

Baby, why didn't you grieve us
I went to the funeral and was the only one giving speeches
I love the way we tried
I love the way we shared such good years of our lives
I'll try again and I
Know someday I'll get it right
But it starts with saying good bye

the bad you gave me
clears away from my system
you no longer live in the depts of my being
i no longer give you the authority

the rotten you gave me
disappears so easily
you were no solid
i now see that clearly

dimming violet
and orange edges upon
slanted sidewalks
for an uphill walk home,

tonight's "lastness" is violent,
it's all I that I know,
replaying the sole sound of
a front door slowly being closed.

as the light between the night
and the horizon ebbs,
what's left becomes outer space,
the milky way flowing in.

I could drink the sight,
but with a shot of spite,
or bittersweetness, or some other
Way to rephrase our immense distance.

mourning is not quite the word,
as the odds between
me and the earth
felt like they were evening.

This world had given
But it's unclear if it takes
For I didn't lose the present,
I just put memories away.

Last night
Simply means the night before now
Even if it's our last night
We'll last through it somehow

Choo Choo!
The train of thought
Incoming!
No no!
It missed its stop!
The train is gone….
Who are you?

Fly little birdie, fly!
Tell that ***** to get lost
He'll regret the day he saw your face
Or face the hand from which you came

One amp
Two amps
Three amps
Useless
Nine amps
Ten amps
Eleven amps
Come on!
Thirty amps
Forty amps
Fifty amps
More!
One hundred Amps
Two hundred amps
Three hundred amps
He’s gone

I'm not living in the past,
I'm holding on to memories,
Life passes by so fast,
I'm clinging to what used to make us,
laugh,
I'm wishing this could have last',
I'm not living in the past,
I'm just holding onto what we-
What I have left,
Hoarding what I can salvage,
I'm not missing you,
not a bit,
I'm missing who you used to be,
I'm not swimming,
I'm drowning,
I'm not flying,
I'm falling,
I'm not living,
I'm just procrastinating the inevitable,
I'm not living in the past,
I'm holding on to memories.