Saturday Night

Saturday Night

Wish forever could be Saturday night
If I had my way
If I had my say
In how i lived my life

I forgot love can feel good
Forgot love doesn't only hurt
Take off your pants as we start to flirt
I lose my past as you lose your shirt

Is this love?
I have to ask it
As I put you next to all the rest of my fragile eggs
In a terribly good-looking basket

I bet at the end
I'll only see your face
This place
Everything else erased
All the jobs i had
All the friends i had
At the end I have
All that misplaced

Starting something far too drastic
What am I when my pen drops
When the words stop
When the flow clots
I hope something fantastic

Wish forever could feel like Saturday night
If i had my way
If i had my say
That life turns out alright

#1 Fan

#1 Fan

The movies, the music, the art
The only things that accept my heart
I turn them on and they turn me on
I don't get mixed signals from a song

I can go to all your concerts
I can buy up all your t-shirts
I can frame your autograph
I don't ask for more than that

I can indulge my curiosity
My staring at the magazines
With you I'm not afraid to flirt
Love is not supposed to hurt

I'll gladly sing your lyrics
As I go into hysterics
Loneliness that's thrilling
One-sided, but fullfilling

I can get tickets to your shows
I can watch your videos
Our connection no one knows
You never say let's take it slow

Music is never going through a depression
Films never get the wrong impression
Art's behaviors always great
It never favors my roommate

Humans feel uneasy when they're haunted
Obsessively
But their creations crave to be wanted
Unconditionally

I'd give real men a chance
If they could make me dance
Like music, movies and art
The only things that deserve my heart

Miss Popularity

Miss Popularity

I remember how you used to tell me what to wear
How to act, how to kiss boys
You smirked and laughed
Kept piling your experience right in my lap
But no one would be kissing me
I’m no miss popularity

I bored you with my A’s
Wore whatever my mom laid out
You carried your premature cleavage like a pro
My use was to applaud the real star of the show
Made me feel bad, but I still stuck around
I was your best friend when no one else was around

Are you better than me?
Whose the judge?

Heard you dropped out senior year
Went through questionable phases and guys
Snuck into the prom while high
Can’t say I was surprised
I went to a prestigious school
And forgot all about trying to fake being cool

I’ve been in love, and been loved back
Thanks to the person you wanted to change
Didn’t have your lips, your hips, your ass
Found out I, too, was a helluva catch
Never had any luck with your man-eating help
I figured it out for myself

I heard you got two, no three kids now
No ring, no degree
You look the same you did in sixth grade
Your questionable choices have never changed
Living my life wasn’t easy
But I got better gradually

am i better than you?
who's to judge?

I lived through my own rebellion
You never outgrew yours
I never really listened to a word from you
But kept letting you tell me what to do
Because I was too polite
Always knew you couldn’t be right

I guess it’s sweet revenge in a way
Prove how unnecessary all your wisdom was
But I never did anything to impress
Lived my life to be my own best
You always worried about what others would think
That can weigh you down and make you sink

I remember how you used to tell me what to share
Tell me your secrets, I'll take them to my grave
You don't know the meaning of "eventually"
You were too scared to miss popularity
I can't help but smile
Things can change if you just wait awhile

Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet

I don't like airports
That's where we said goodbye
I loosened my grip around your lips
I turned my back to fly

I stare out the window
At my tomorrow
I see the city below
The clouds and my sorrow
Anyone got a spare
Passport I could borrow?

It's me
And you and me
On the balcony
At Home.
Now a "we"
Just you and me
With an eternity
To roam.
Holding hands
In ecstasy
Like I've never known.
Unfolding plans
Impatiently
On the balcony
Of Home.

You bring home a new girl
Every Christmas Eve
Mom, Dad, I’m in love
And this one won’t leave

I was the fourth
She won't be the last
When she's gone, that slot
Will fill up real fast
Thought I was the one
But I was miscast

It was me
And you and me
On the balcony
At Home.
Once a "we"
Just you and me
Whispers, laughs
And moans.
Holding hands
In ecstasy
Like I've never known.
Creating plans
Hopefully
On the balcony
Of Home.

I was in love once
And I've got the proof
Hundreds of photos
Of me and you

I can touch them
My fingerprints smudge them
At some point in time
You were mine
Life matched the ideal
Irregardless how you now feel
We combined

It’s just me
Daydreaming
Wistfully
At home.
Once a "we"
Just you and me
With an eternity
To roam.
Miming trips
Of ecstasy
To not feel so alone
I’ll see you back
Eventually
On the balcony
Of Home.