tell me to go home one more time tonight
and yk what? i just may

maybe just one more drink will make things right
it’s better than my other plans today

late night at the party
you still treated me like shit
and all of my friends asked me
how i wasn’t sick of it

and some switch must have accidentally flipped that fateful night
and i went home to tell you
that none of this was right

you laughed and shook your head 
and called me a clueless child
but i pulled the fucking trigger before i could crack a smile 

now i’m laying here with blood on my hands
and my heads a mess
but i wouldn’t take it back for even 
two days rest

the police showed up at my house
but i had a solid alibi
i just cried into my arm
and tried to not express my delight 

normal court proceedings 
now his bodies in the ground
i know his mother hates me 
but i hated her child

now i’m off scott-free
but i’m living like an outlaw
i’ve got the only set of keys
to my horse drawn carriage rickshaw

i’ll travel cross the land 
with a pistol on my hip
keep another in my boots
if it ever comes to it

you’re probably wondering how this story goes
i cant tell you too much or i’d have to slit your throat
just know that it never came down to that again
just know if you met me you could never be my friend

Outlaw (DEMO)

the weathers getting colder 
my hands in your pockets 
nothing could be sweeter than getting frostbit
and i think i fall in love with you every single day
from the way that your lips move when you’re telling me to be okay

it’s minus 10 degrees out 
and my lungs are hurting
i’m dying every day
yeah you’re making me nervous
snow angels in your backyard 
ending this will be so hard
but you deserve someone so much better

am i better yet
i tried to fix me but my brain takes the lead
you’re rooting for me like a failing football team
can only go up from here where is my touchdown
he only loves me when it’s nearing sundown

am i better yet
it’s getting darker every night
when we reach the solstice, it’s the end of my life
so darling don’t stress it
don’t you dare panic
that’s my job, you wouldn’t be able to handle it
so hand back your clipboard
and give back your name tag
no need for to weeks 
just go and pack your bags

am i better yet
the colds making my lips blue

am i better yet
i don’t deserve you

Winter (REALLY ROUGH DEMO)

Creeping (REEEEEALY ROUGH DEMO)

Your Apartment (STRIPPED BACK DEMO)

this is mainly for the band to judge my lyrics
it’s supposed to sound like shit

char’s secret demos (shhh!!)