We are surrounded by shatter broken  beer bottles, wine coolers gone to waste.
We've gone to war inside our own heads, pulling ourselves into corners and kitchens and couch cushions where all I can think is how pretty you look tonight
I can feel my heart beat to the technicolor rhythm of your butterfly gas leak eyes
"This music hurts my heart I want to leave now" is what you whisper to me under dropped basses and stepped dubs
"I know" is what I whisper back alongside the same sad forget-your-worries rhythm
So we leave, floating over alcohol puff swollen bodies left behind by unreliable boy-girlfriends sick of cleaning ***** out of the back of their pickup trucks
And we roll our sickly drunken souls to the Mcdonalds where they give  you coffee to get rid of wasted smashed faces if you're underage and alcohol-laced
we sober up over cold coffee and scalding fries
We sober up,
But I get drunk on your candy stained mouth as you pour out lies you've never told anyone before
I want to let you know all my favourites, all my secrets, all my everythings
But I don't.
And after that pretty pretty night
where we sobered up
but I got drunk on you
The only time I see you
Is past someone else's head
As I smash my drunken lips to theirs.

Society's affection of those with the best complexion
Others being faced with rejection
Its society that needs the correction
You need to love your own reflection

With your cool sunglasses
And skinny pales *****
You sit behind the shade
Sour faces great for lemonade
And judge us all!

I fake drown to see your reaction
Off your high horse you fall
To my satisfaction, you're not a hero
And, to think people look up to you?
You're not even that tall!!

I remember we used to play Kick the Cactus until we realized...
                
                  *****, this hurts

People fall in love in mysterious ways, could you tell me this one thing before you leave to walk along another beach on another island far far away? do you love me? do our hearts collide and make a happy day? what is love? what is us without the memories and fun? what am I without you? what is love without truth? do you love me? because I love you, love, they say love is a very strong word and feeling but in my eyes this for letter word does no justice to how I feel about us, should I let you go to pursue your dreams or beg you stay and make me happy? can I tell you this one thing? My heart is shattering, breaking everytime I think about you leaving me, I cant loose you, maybe love is strong enough to keep us together but I need to hold you, I miss you, I love you and I need you but you don't see that because I cant tell you... bye

every sad teen
with dead eyes
who hates their parents
and thinks the world is ****

was once a happy kid
with bright eyes
who believed their parents were heroes
and that anything was possible

when someone dies
we try to hold onto
their memory
every little thing
about them:
what their laugh was like,
their favorite food,
the things that made them sad

we try to hold onto
them so hard
like grains of sand
no matter how hard you try
the pieces will eventually slip
through your fingers
forgotten forever

The thing about us kids from America,
Is that we want everything now
There's poverty and mass hysteria
And everyone looks like a cow
We want it all
And we don't care how we get it
We won't fall
We are the kids from America
We'll never ever be like you
We are the kids from America
We are the chosen few
We are the kids from America