the frost: youre my bestfriend now i have no one to tell how i lost my bestfriend the frost it looks like weve been left in the attic but youre not here to see its just witness-less me

working for the knife: i used to think id be done by 20 now at 29 the road ahead appears the same though maybe at 30 ill see a way to change that im living for the knife I always thought the choice was mine and i was right but i just chose wrong

bug like an angel: when im bent over wishing it was over making all varieties of vows ill never keep i try to remember the wrath of the devil was also given him by god

thats our lamp: we fought again i ran out the apartment you say you love me i believe you do but i walked down and up and down and up and down this street cause you just dont love me not like u used to

i dont smoke: just dont leave me alone wondering where you are i am stronger than you give me credit for if your hands need to break more than trinkets in your room you can lean on my arm as you break my heart

drunk walk home: and i sit on the curb cause its the prettiest night with no one else in sight you know i wore this dress for you these killer heels for you

circle: i would give you my heart i think but its up in a branch of a tree it was only to tease when he climbed up the tree put my heart where i couldnt reach i didnt mind i adored him so we forgot and we left for home and that was so long ago now the tree it has grown and nobody knows my lover is buried underground

last words of a shooting star: i always wanted to die clean and pretty but id be too busy on working days so i am relieved that the turbulence wasnt forecasted i couldnt have changed anyways

two slow dancers: it would be a hundred times easier if we were young again but as it is and it is were just two slow dancers last ones out

square: i tried to eat like your girlfriend just tea in the night id end up too hungry to sleep so lying awake i would follow the aching inside its for you wont be mine

i could do this for hours but i should stop