Post by Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass on Apr 24, 2007 20:54:05 GMT -5
| Another night alone in the city. Every friend we ever had in common, I will sever the tie with you. You better thank you're lucky stars everything I wish for will never come true. When you go I will forget everything about you. Keep everyone thinking you mattered, thats a lie we can both keep. My heart is on my sleeve, wear it like a bruise or black eye. My badge of weakness. Unfortunately, I believed every lie you said. You see, every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you and every little tap on my shoulder fails to mention I still hate you.
I should be home, instead I'm out here grieving the loss of my dignity, one more thing you've stolen away from me. You whispered in my ear "Boys like you are a dime a dozen, so save your breath." Loaded friends with loaded words are loaded guns to my head, and they are set to go off the second you take another step, so stay there if you don't want a mess.
You want an apology? Well you might want to hold you breath, girl. You'll be holding it until you lungs go empty for good. The only thing you'll get from me is this curse on your lips. I hope you taste me on them for the rest of your days so you can have the grief that comes with knowing you're the one who broke my body, mind and soul. I hope you're happy with what you've done, because I know I'm not.
These words are to my favorite liar and my favorite scar, and for the one that caused the most hurtful scars I've felt. Light that cigarette, have a puff for giving up on me. No more will you get my romantic talk because to me you've shown I've meant nothing to you, and the time we spent together means less than I did. I hope you choke on those words, that kiss, that bottle - confess to what you did. Take the responsibility.
So bury me in the memories. I'll be three hundred feet deep, and I'll breath through you because I will never leave you. I'll haunt you until the universe ends, so be ready for hell in life and death.
Burn from the insides, and work your way out from what you are, what you have become. It's something that I never saw in you, and it's something that I never thought I'd see. Well, I hoped I'd never see it anyway. In the last days I told you I loved you, but I lied.
Let's play a game. It's called "when you catch fire." I wouldn't piss to put you out. Stop burning bridges and jump off of them so I can just forget about you. His smile is your rope, so wrap it tight around your throat.
On your drive home joke about the kid you used to see and his jealousy. That kid was me, so eat your words before I shove them down your throat. You broke my heart and it never looked so cool. Especially when you wrapped your car around that wire pole. His teeth looked so good next to your make-up. A man can dream, can't he?
I'm good to go, but I'm going nowhere fast. Ten again, it could be worse. I could be taking you there with me. Sad thing is, it looks like I'm still on my own. I'm going for something golden, though all attempts thus far have failed. I'm cruising toward a lead wall at three hundred miles an hour. Be ready for the splat.
I read about the after life, but I never really lived for more than an hour. Whats the bad in that is the hour was spent without you. I guess that would be good now, right? Everything changes .. I just hoped this wouldn't.
Tonight my headphones will deliver the words I can't find to my brain, and I will spit them out onto paper and send it to you, scratching my return address in red pen. Tonight I'm writing you a million miles away.
Tonight is all about we miss you, but not enough to cry. That's over as of two minutes from now. I can't forget your style or your cynicism, somehow it was like you were the first to listen to everything we said. My smile's an open wound without you .. and my hands are tied to pages inked to bring you back.
My internals are copper, but I'd like to make them golden. So make my bed the grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets, because it feels like I should never wake again. I've seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you, then again they didn't move the way you did.
As always I'll turn up the music and tune you out. The only thing thats different is now your voice doesn't fade. It can't .. it's in my head and in my heart, and I can't kill it off no matter how much I bleed it out.
Nobody should ever feel this way again, so I'll kill off the feeling tonight. And even if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you. I can't do that again.
Oh I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself, but you know I could crush you with my voice. I stand on my rooftop, rope around my neck and I try to see you out there, forgetting me. Hide the details of the death so they won't know it was really you.
I hated the way you'd say my name so quietly, as if it was a secret. It wasn't like anyone knew we were together. You kept it so well hidden that sometimes I'd even forget. Well, that was your excuse for what you used to do .. you'd 'forget' and you'd never do it again. Sorry, that only works the first hundred times, hun.
My pen is the barrel of the gun, and I have ink on my tongue. Remind me which side you should be on, I wouldn't want you to get splashed.
I wish I was as invisible as you'd make me feel.
So take these words for what they are, for what you said they are. I took them for what you said they were, and it helped. The reason being you didn't say what they were, so they were nothing. So now I am alone and cold in the night, staring into the sky with a feeling of emptiness. The only company I have is my pen, and it is company enough for now. What keeps me going is knowing someday you'll realize that what you think was right, was wrong and you'll then see what I meant by what I said. You'll then see what I meant when I said those words that you pushed away and ignored. One day you'll know what this feels like, and then remember me. Remember US and grieve like I did. But no more. I will not grieve for something or someone that couldn't mean less to you. You've changed, you're different .. not the one that loved me back then. Inside your head, you don't realize it .. but you're not the person that you were. I guess there isn't much I can do besides go on living .. without you.
& then I was ripped to pieces by the pictures. Lights out, so then I'm blind. I do not want to be haunted by the ghosts of these memories. Tradition is destroyed by despair & dropped into the vat of burning hopes & dreams. The moon lights my way, which I now walk alone. What amazed me the most was you turned your back, but I'm alright. Though I'm coming back to kill this night. A black veil masks the characteristics of the surface of this all, but underneath you know what it is. It is an attack. An attack upon all you knew that was inside of me. The attack won't make it though. Oblivion will strike. Worst case scenario, I'm destroyed. Best case scenario, we both are.
So wear me like a locket around you're throat, I'll weigh you down. I'll watch you choke. |
Jordan looked at what he had written. He smirks through his cracked lips and his bloodshot eyes focus harder on the raggedy piece of paper which laid before him.
Jordan ~ You deserve this. You took this for yourself.
He put his red pen back to the paper.
| .. you look so good in blue. |
I should be home, instead I'm out here grieving the loss of my dignity, one more thing you've stolen away from me. You whispered in my ear "Boys like you are a dime a dozen, so save your breath." Loaded friends with loaded words are loaded guns to my head, and they are set to go off the second you take another step, so stay there if you don't want a mess.
You want an apology? Well you might want to hold you breath, girl. You'll be holding it until you lungs go empty for good. The only thing you'll get from me is this curse on your lips. I hope you taste me on them for the rest of your days so you can have the grief that comes with knowing you're the one who broke my body, mind and soul. I hope you're happy with what you've done, because I know I'm not.
These words are to my favorite liar and my favorite scar, and for the one that caused the most hurtful scars I've felt. Light that cigarette, have a puff for giving up on me. No more will you get my romantic talk because to me you've shown I've meant nothing to you, and the time we spent together means less than I did. I hope you choke on those words, that kiss, that bottle - confess to what you did. Take the responsibility.
So bury me in the memories. I'll be three hundred feet deep, and I'll breath through you because I will never leave you. I'll haunt you until the universe ends, so be ready for hell in life and death.
Burn from the insides, and work your way out from what you are, what you have become. It's something that I never saw in you, and it's something that I never thought I'd see. Well, I hoped I'd never see it anyway. In the last days I told you I loved you, but I lied.
Let's play a game. It's called "when you catch fire." I wouldn't piss to put you out. Stop burning bridges and jump off of them so I can just forget about you. His smile is your rope, so wrap it tight around your throat.
On your drive home joke about the kid you used to see and his jealousy. That kid was me, so eat your words before I shove them down your throat. You broke my heart and it never looked so cool. Especially when you wrapped your car around that wire pole. His teeth looked so good next to your make-up. A man can dream, can't he?
I'm good to go, but I'm going nowhere fast. Ten again, it could be worse. I could be taking you there with me. Sad thing is, it looks like I'm still on my own. I'm going for something golden, though all attempts thus far have failed. I'm cruising toward a lead wall at three hundred miles an hour. Be ready for the splat.
I read about the after life, but I never really lived for more than an hour. Whats the bad in that is the hour was spent without you. I guess that would be good now, right? Everything changes .. I just hoped this wouldn't.
Tonight my headphones will deliver the words I can't find to my brain, and I will spit them out onto paper and send it to you, scratching my return address in red pen. Tonight I'm writing you a million miles away.
Tonight is all about we miss you, but not enough to cry. That's over as of two minutes from now. I can't forget your style or your cynicism, somehow it was like you were the first to listen to everything we said. My smile's an open wound without you .. and my hands are tied to pages inked to bring you back.
My internals are copper, but I'd like to make them golden. So make my bed the grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets, because it feels like I should never wake again. I've seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you, then again they didn't move the way you did.
As always I'll turn up the music and tune you out. The only thing thats different is now your voice doesn't fade. It can't .. it's in my head and in my heart, and I can't kill it off no matter how much I bleed it out.
Nobody should ever feel this way again, so I'll kill off the feeling tonight. And even if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you. I can't do that again.
Oh I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself, but you know I could crush you with my voice. I stand on my rooftop, rope around my neck and I try to see you out there, forgetting me. Hide the details of the death so they won't know it was really you.
I hated the way you'd say my name so quietly, as if it was a secret. It wasn't like anyone knew we were together. You kept it so well hidden that sometimes I'd even forget. Well, that was your excuse for what you used to do .. you'd 'forget' and you'd never do it again. Sorry, that only works the first hundred times, hun.
My pen is the barrel of the gun, and I have ink on my tongue. Remind me which side you should be on, I wouldn't want you to get splashed.
I wish I was as invisible as you'd make me feel.
So take these words for what they are, for what you said they are. I took them for what you said they were, and it helped. The reason being you didn't say what they were, so they were nothing. So now I am alone and cold in the night, staring into the sky with a feeling of emptiness. The only company I have is my pen, and it is company enough for now. What keeps me going is knowing someday you'll realize that what you think was right, was wrong and you'll then see what I meant by what I said. You'll then see what I meant when I said those words that you pushed away and ignored. One day you'll know what this feels like, and then remember me. Remember US and grieve like I did. But no more. I will not grieve for something or someone that couldn't mean less to you. You've changed, you're different .. not the one that loved me back then. Inside your head, you don't realize it .. but you're not the person that you were. I guess there isn't much I can do besides go on living .. without you.
& then I was ripped to pieces by the pictures. Lights out, so then I'm blind. I do not want to be haunted by the ghosts of these memories. Tradition is destroyed by despair & dropped into the vat of burning hopes & dreams. The moon lights my way, which I now walk alone. What amazed me the most was you turned your back, but I'm alright. Though I'm coming back to kill this night. A black veil masks the characteristics of the surface of this all, but underneath you know what it is. It is an attack. An attack upon all you knew that was inside of me. The attack won't make it though. Oblivion will strike. Worst case scenario, I'm destroyed. Best case scenario, we both are.
So wear me like a locket around you're throat, I'll weigh you down. I'll watch you choke. |
Jordan looked at what he had written. He smirks through his cracked lips and his bloodshot eyes focus harder on the raggedy piece of paper which laid before him.
Jordan ~ You deserve this. You took this for yourself.
He put his red pen back to the paper.
| .. you look so good in blue. |
