Sleep

Folded quilts
On your old couch
Broken in
From years of use
Brown paisley print
And dark, chipped wood
Holds us together
Like ink in a pen

We press the buttons
Just to undo
The ones down your chest
Holding in your skin
Your hand is rough
But feels good
Like those heavy quilts
Pressed to my back

The weight feels fine
Makes me feel home
Your lights are dim
Your TV's on
I look good in the glow
You say with a smile
Your eyes keep with mine
Drawing lines into your temples

You push my hair
And pull my arms
Wrap them across my chest
You curl me in them
Your chin kisses my shoulder
Like a shadow on the wall
Wood planks just line
The room I love

Just kiss me one more time so slow, so slow
I don't want to go home just yet
Just pretend we'll stay awake a few more minutes
I'll lie, say I didn't mean to sleep in your bed

Let's just sleep in this southern state.

You Were Never My Fairy Tale

I listened to
The old cd
I stole from your car
One of our last nights
I took my things
From your old apartment
Left my ring
Beside your bed

I suppose a breakup is exactly that
Leaves you broken, trying to fix the pieces
I suppose some experiments are meant to fail
You were never my fairy tale.

Just take back the movies
From the five dollar bin
I took your t-shirts
And gave them away
That note is hidden
Somewhere between pages
In boxes I packed
When I moved into my parents'

I suppose a breakup is exactly that
Leaves you broken, trying to fix the pieces
I suppose some experiments were meant to fail
You were never my fairy tale.

And my boyfriend asks me who you were
Sometimes I feel his worry
He'll ask why I wrote this
I just know we were never some sort of love story.

I suppose a breakup is exactly that
Leaves you broken, trying to fix the pieces
I suppose some experiments were meant to fail
You were never my fairy tale.

Old Papers

I just found all these old papers
Shoved under my night-table
Folded up in piles with ragged ends
I tried to read them
Wonder where they would end
Guess sometimes we become
Something we never saw coming
I see it in his eyes
My past just breaks his heart
I try to hold it in
Maybe I can just become something better
But on top of all these diamonds
Theres a pile of dirt
I just dug my way
Out of the hole college left me in
It was my emerald city
And I'm not ashamed anymore
I guess I hurt some people alot
I guess I did some stuff wrong
Those pictures sanded me down
To something a bit shiny now
I hide them all in boxes
But sometimes they make me proud
I listened to my old cds today
"C'mon take a step towards me,
so you can figure me out,"
Those words echo some in me now
I just want to hold on
I want to be better, stronger, so new
But I don't want to let go
Of the girl on the bottom bunk of my dorm
She still looks beautiful to me now
I don't care what all these smalltown girls
Did to your heart while I was gone
I know I never had the best record
But I'm new now, so damn brand new
I just miss my old roommate's voice sometimes
And the way a hookah's smoke tasted on my tongue
I just miss the Arch, beckoning me
Like a light from God
I know it sounds silly
Holding on to the broken promises of a Classic City
But all my broken hearts
Made me better today
If you'll be my star
I'll be your sky
I promise, I won't let you feel empty anymore
You won't be dark with me
I found all these old papers
Words in aged ink
I don't know what they mean anymore
I don't know how they sing

So Old.

You can't tell me
You were my best friend
You can't promise
You meant to be a happy end
What would happen
If you had won it all?
I was just a prize to you, a game to you, and I took the fal

It was an everyday broken thing
Like a damn toy, you'd make me move, you'd pull my string
You swore you were better for me than him
Prince Charming doesn't chame in a dark snake skin

Even when he was gone you couldn't ruin my life

You were dark
You sang me songs
He didn't know
He didn't need to know
You were a secret
Laid in bed sheets
Left to go cold
I went cold
You swore 'I need you"
I don't need you
Just let me go
He couldn't be here
This isn't your place
Just go home

I wish I could of said goodbye
Just take this mistake all away
I hope I can forgive myself
For all the pain I let you make

But I will not forgive you
I can't forget
You turned my life into a lie
When you see me smile
From far away
Know it's from another guy

Random Pieces

I'll be your Northstar
Just to fall in your arms
Too many wristbands on my hands
Footprints on your windshield
You scream this is my part
Every part is your part
You were my yellow bird
Bare feet
Cigarette smokes taste of you

White Lies

The truth hurts, it burns, it stings
It cuts you deep with my true meanings
I act, make mistakes; I don't want you to hear
I hide in white lies until the truth comes clear

Sometimes I just want to break
Just break from me
Just take some time
Listenin' to those old records sing
Just take your words
You know you're only full of lies
Just take the door
I don't need you anymore

Just building my wall
While we're pouring down beers in the parking lot
Remember our old cds
You described one as "hot"
And you bore her birds on your skin
I just don't know why
You had to let her in
And had to let me cry

The truth, it hurts, it burns, it stings
It cuts you deep with your true meanings
I act, make mistakes; I don't want you to hear
I hide in white lies until the truth comes clear

Good Ol' Boy

You ain't never held a handfull of red clay
But you sing about it anyways
A true country boy is hard to find
& your backwoods ways are only in your mind

And I don't need a man with a mouthful of dip
I just need a man without a mouthful of lies
Those damn good ol' boys
Don't buy jeans with holes already in the sides

I just want a real man
One who can hold his own
Take care of me
Gets home before dawn
I just want a real man
Not one underemployed
More than they sing in Nashville
More than just a good ol' boy

You don't know what a woman needs
You just keep your head in the weeds
Singing with a guitar 'bout good times past
Honestly, what do you know about Cash?
Or Waylon? or Jackson? or Strait?
Or anything about this Georgia state?

And I don't need a man with a Skoal ring
I just need a man without a mouthful of shit
Those damn good ol' boys
Don't buy the songs Kenny Chesney sings

I just want a real man
One who can hold his own
Take care of me
Gets home before dawn
I just want a real man
Not one underemployed
More than they sing in Nashville
More than just a good ol' boy

Sing to Me

I wanted to write a song you could sing
Just sing to me
And when I write it just screams "I'm about me"
Just sing to me
So I stopped & went slow, knowing where your voice may go
Just sing to me
You'd play those strings & say just so sad,
Just sing to me

And I
May not know
A damn thing
But I
Just want here you say my name
And maybe
Your voice could bring my world some voice
So baby
Just sing to me
C'mon, just sing to me

You brought my promises to my knees
C'mon, sing for me
You sang the loves of my life
C'mon, sing for me
You took me down to my damn knees
C'mon, sing for me
So baby, just lend me your voice
C'mon, sing for me

And I
May not know
A damn thing
But I
Just want here you say my name
And maybe
Your voice could bring my world some voice
So baby
Just sing to me
C'mon, just sing to me

But I just broke down all my walls
With your microphone
Took it hard against my words
& hoped you'd sing along
And maybe this ain't broken hearts
But I wanna scream your name
Just take your open heart
C'mon, just sing for me

And I
May not know
A damn thing
But I
Just want here you say my name
And maybe
Your voice could bring my world some voice
So baby
Just sing to me
C'mon, just sing to me