all they do is complain,
that life is such a pain.
all these things in vain,
please just refrain.

I am your headache,
gentle resentment
on a Friday evening.
I am four beers blunt
and two shots tired.
I am flirting with life
like a closeted man.
I am flailing my arms
hailing a ride home.
I am ready for sleep
but don't have dreams.
I am sorry I can't be
everything you want.

I will  lay down my pen for the sake of "Love"!
I will let my papers long for that Ink... for that dance with my words!
I will take that pain to keep the pain away for those i care for!

Silly.....Crazy....Manic!

Better than a hurt or a pain that i won't live with....
Better than a label that... will...

Let you down!

Hope is my refrain
because logic didn't work
and passion ran dry
and I wouldn't feel as bad
if our roles were reversed,
but I hate that you have it and I don't
so hope is my refrain

because I really thought I was feeling better
and maybe it is time
to search it out,
but I just can't do this
if I keep dreaming tangents
so hope is my refrain

because it's true
we're better off now than ever before
but it's still hard to see
and harder to feel
that my it is better than yours
if we were to compare,
but we can't
so hope is my refrain

because I'm the one on the up and up
but I hate that you still wear the necklace
that I gave you for luck
when you light another match
and burn another fire,
and I can't take that necklace back
so hope is my refrain

because we have to believe
that we all find ourselves
and each other
and there will be a smile and a laugh
to light up every day
and to that end,
hope is my refrain.

Again and again
The ostinato repeats
It's stuck in my head.