you smoke too much
you drink too much
you cry too much
you laugh too much
you forget too much

but sometimes
you need a night
where you do everything
too much

I just want to sit in my room all night
I want to drink til I feel alright
and smoke til I’m completely fried

and I just want to cry

and if I stay here long enough
maybe it won’t be so tough
maybe I’ll get past this stuff

but for now I’ll lay alone
in my room by the phone
wishing that all lies be known
maybe that would change my tone

and I just want to cry

I just want to sit in my room all night
and hope it passes by

Kiss me to "Mr. Brightside"
with that same sense of yearning--

It came on in the gas station
at 1:00 AM
and I thought of us

locking moist lips
in a desperate embrace

slipping on the slick tile floor
and knocking over the candy boxes

smashing into the frozen glass
and spilling peach tea
all over us--

that guitar riff is weeping with lust
and I am
insatiable.

Any man can drink 'til he drops,
Never know the right time to stop;
Can get out of his mind on drink,
So drunk he can no longer think!

It takes a real man to say No,
I've had enough, I have to go;
To be able to have a drink,
To enjoy the craic ... but still think!

I'm a mixed drink
Half desperation
Half infatuation
Drink me
I want to taste me on your lips when we kiss
I'll become intoxicated
The fermentation
A bittersweet sensation
Love me
Allow yourself to be susceptible to alcoholism
Because I'm a mixed drink
Half desperation
Half infatuation
And nobody likes to drink alone

You tell me I'm cute, my innocence is intriguing
Wait don't dress like that, be classy
Because dancing like this
Or sitting like that makes me ******.
If I wear too short of a skirt, I'm a ****
If I kiss a couple boys, I'm *****
Yet nobody bats an eye
When he gropes a few too many girls
And when I reject his uninvited advances,
I'm just some *****
He says, "Come on, let's just take a shot," and then,
"I think you drink too much"
He's a player but I'm worse because I'm a tease
If I turn him down I'm insensitive
But when he screws me over he's just being a guy.
I say don't touch me, get off me
But his grip gets tighter and his eyes glaze over
He spills a beer, he breaks a bottle
He's wasted out of his mind
But you say I'm out of control
I'm too wild; the party girl isn't a good girl
As if I want to be
I'm not a bad person for wanting to have fun
Just don't have too much fun,
People start to judge you when you have a good time
Ask me if it's worth it but I don't care what they think
I guess you can't be both sweet and ****
Who's gonna want a crazy party girl, anyway?
They want a lady, at least until the sun sets
Well I'm no lady, I'm not cute and I'm not innocent
I'm the ******* devil, haven't you heard?

My body
feels small as I
stare at the the cracks in the
ceiling and
I am so small in my
loneliness,
my body shrinks and my
eyes glaze;
sandpaper tongue
and dry eyes
breathing stale air
and the cycle goes over and over
crumbling and
cracking and
splintering,
stumbling in darkness, my
body numb and also

Aching.

I'd ask where you are but
I don't even
Know who You is and that
is perhaps the most
painful part.
Or maybe it's that I'm so
        alone
in my loneliness(no one quite
seems to recall
t heir I solation)

Trees and grapes
I resolve to not need to
solve it;
I need no u's and
know you's

I didn't start the food fight
yet I got hit in the head with a can soda
I'm just glad it was a soft drink
it flew at me like an owl hunting its pray
I now realize that toucan play at this game
I also swallowed some food coloring
I'm OK, but I feel like I've dyed a little inside