subtle abuse
excuses
blind with a plan
remembering splinters
like illinois winters
you thought i was searching
i think i was searching
he said to me
if you're lucky i might take
you home
i swear he's going to make me
worth something...then all
will love me
about
try to hold me down
listen boys, girls can be just
as cruel
out
let go of the pure and pain
the pieces of my ego that rain
wondering if i'm string
that is bound to be strung
or a song left undone
thinking
dirty words i keep to myself
why are we here when
what's real isn't clear
somebody kick me please  
everyone has so much of you
flowing for a dollar or a penny
look so young and act so old
obsessed with obsessions
i love you just for trying
i love you just for trying
i hate you just for trying
to close to the edge to go far
we walk on our tiptoes and
ride with the waves
sometimes flowers fade within
the hour
i feel pretty screwed
i thought i knew one thing

life, i'm just a pretty girl.
what must i do to turn you on
wait for a dustbowl to clean
my head and feed my soul
been pushed and pulled to course
by a momma that prays and a
white pinkish horse
i can feel it when you're
for two
cause it makes me crazy
all the shit you talk i hope half
of it is true


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