You look to me like to ask how I'm doing
Silent, but you know the rest 
We're not moving on
But we know that, my friend
And oh, we knew it then
Oh, we knew it then

Maybe it's time to accept that I'm not good
And were it not for all the rest, I'd burn the world
But I have found to my distress
My heart was bigger and the more that it was strained 
All that it restrained was that everything I'd die for got away quicker
Deaf for the sound of that door

We sat in shadows and cast a dark cloud on that place
The world still turned; you should have seen the look on your face
On Christmas Eve when we realized it was Christmas Day
I didn't need sleep anyway

Heartracing line that we toe
King or is it cabbage?
Pyrite will shine just like gold 
Or so I've heard the adage
Meant every word that I wrote
I could burn this world to climb it as it thrashes 
Oh, Queen of all the Ashes

We sat in shadows and cast a dark cloud on that place
The world still turned; you should have seen the look on your face
On Christmas Eve when we realized it was Christmas Day
I didn't need sleep anyway

Pinned down, my poor eyes can see memories in color
Perfect for one, I might be toxic for others
And dying does not make you whole
You should see yourself
God, rest our soul

We sat in shadows and cast a dark cloud on that place
The world still turned; you should have seen the look on your face
On Christmas Eve when we realized it was Christmas Day
Happy holidays
I didn't need sleep anyway

Queen of the Ashes (Merry Christmas)

I’m sure you’re sick of love songs now, I’m sure it pains your ear to
Even see that smarmy smile on the face of the cashier who
Is selling you your cigarettes with the labels and the warnings
While he hums along to any song the DJ played that morning

And I’m sorry for the way we turn these things not worth a mention
Into lurid loathsome affronts without any good intentions
Yeah, I know you know me better and would hope you wouldn’t cast me
As a person who to you would ever think of being nasty
Or wish you ill

Don’t think I’ve ever said these words to anyone and meant it
But I hope you know I love you and you don’t ever forget it

It’s easy just to sit around and languish from your chair
But you have never seen this city ‘til you’ve seen it from the air
And then suddenly the paranoia, alibis and stories
Seem a distant past so trivial we’ll laugh about at forty

I’m a sinner, hell, I know it, how the web I wove has tangled
But none of us are living like we’re fated for the angels
And in the end, a perfect ten might wink at us from heaven
But I think we tend, all done and said, to finish six and seven
And that’s just fine

But I guess I’ll start by saying this the first time that I’ve meant it
That I hope you know I love you and you don’t ever forget it

It’s fine for now to say that we were cheated from our castles
And the universe is just a narcissistic, pompous asshole
But what if our pretensions meant we had the chance but missed it?
Well I don’t want to be one more inanimate statistic

Just numbers on a blackboard, everyone you ever knew
Don’t be so naïve to think they couldn’t know what you’ve been through
It’s not certain you’ll forget names or regret your tattoos
But it’s a promise that your daughters will have more degrees than you
And I hope they do

These words are mine, just know that I, with every fibre meant it
That I hope you know I love you and you don’t ever forget it

I know that we were focused then on for what we had fought
‘Til I discovered we need much much less than I at first had thought
And yeah the pieces fall together if you want them to or not
And our skin will fall forever ‘til our bodies start to rot

And that’s a lousy time to wonder what the fuck was all this for?
What a lousy time wish you hadn’t screamed and slammed the door
Well I don’t think I’ve ever said these words to anyone and meant it
But I hope you know I love you and you don’t ever forget it

Pontificating (I Love You)

I’ve been a bad girl tonight
And I’m thinking, “what’s the last thing that you need in your life?”
Well, someone that’s changed
And what the hell? I guess it’s better off this way
It’s exhausting keeping track of what to hide

We all do things we can’t explain
All got pity, just no shame

So roll that sunlight off your shoulder
The light is not your thing
Here’s to change and growing older
In changing, I’m the queen
This pathetic game I’m running
The queen of nothing

There’s hardly anyone in sight
Alone I wander purposefully, through shadows in the night
For shame, for sure
Yeah, it’s me again, I happened on your door
And in the morning I’ll just happen back outside

So what’s your heart, your heart break for?
The way my shoulders shake or what they’re shaking for?

We all do things we can't explain
Too much pity just no shame

Here's To Change

Well when I say three words
You say love is love, but enough's enough...and that's fine
Though I wish it weren't, as time melts away
You'll forget my name...in due time
But I'll be the shadow at your feet, 
If you need...just let me know

I am careful now, when I drift to dreams
When I crawl in bed...to stay warm
Well please remember me when you walk my street
You know what was said...at that door
And I'll be the whisper in your ear,
I'll beg you, "Dear, just not with her"

The hourglass turns over, I'm still awake
I'm only running low on time to
Endlessly search memories for your face
I'm worried I won't even find you

I wish I could but can't, but it's tough to say
When day after day just drifts by
In a master plan it would all make sense
If we'd just cement the implied
Well I'll be your shadow, sick or well
If you need help, just let me know

The hourglass turns over, I'm still awake
I'm only running low on time to
Endlessly search memories for your face
I'm worried I won't even find you
There's nothing on the TV; laying awake
I'm only running low on time to
Rack my brain for your smile in a still frame
I'm worried I won't even find you

The hourglass is empty, I'm still awake
I'm only running low on time to
Endlessly search memories for your face
I'm worried I won't even find you
There's nothing on the TV; laying awake
I'm only running low on time to
Rack my brain for your smile in a still frame
I'm worried I won't even find you

I fear that I won't ever find you

Still Awake (Demo)

Well in my defense, I'd call avoiding this obstacle
Better than betraying chagrin
Though I am invincible
And you are impossible
You always knew best how to win
Leave it all...all up to you

Look at the ways that we break
Isn't this typically us?
You know just how much more I can take
So you'll grate me until I combust

I believe we've met before
I'm gasping for air from my grave on the floor
In this house where we hide with purpose and regret
Suspended in time where we met;
I still see your smile and the way you were dressed
I'll bleed that memory dry until there's nothing left
...or ever was

Tough to sing, out of key
Shuffling restlessly
Back and forth, reaching for words
Feel it ebb, force the flow
Reveal the crest, and I will go
Leaving you here as if nothing had ever occurred
...or ever will

Ain't it funny, the things that we take?
Leaving with nothing but dust
But the deafening roar of our wake
Is a trademark so typically us

I never wonder how you tasted
Every moment never wasted
Nothing ever lasts but basics
A time, a sound, a wave, a trace, it's
Seared in my mind...

...But we take, and we take, and we take
We cannot build bridges from dust
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Nothing Left (Demo)

Why should anyone imagine that it's different from the past things I've done?
Unless your innocence controls you, I'm not sure that it's not finally enough
Guess I could give another reason, like, "We've got nothing to show for ourselves"
But if it's sweet, this burning passion; is it only 'cause we've got nothing else?
And would you still be here if I were myself?

Guess I could give some stupid reason like, "I'm scared; I just don't wanna miss out"
But where's the confidence in that through everything that we've done?
I'd call foul
So face away; don't make a sound
If you try not to move, I'll try not to burn out, burn out
I promise you I'll never burn out...

You've got a lot of nerve coming to me at this hour
It's okay, I know that no one else knows
The song that you play when you're too mad to cry, so you sing
Or when you're sad where you go
Are times as hard as they look?
[Look,] if you break down, I'm just across town, yeah

I still get the ugly feeling I've been stuck inside my head far too long
But when the headlines read like this I guess there's solace in here after all
Let's take all our things and toss them off the bridge for show
Come on, let's go
Yeah, come on boy, let's see your best throw

I've spent a lot of time thinking of you at this hour
And that song, all alone in your car
Driving as fast as you can to my door just to hear 
"Don't forget who you are"
When times are hard as they get
Let your breakdowns lead you right across town

At This Hour (Demo)

A reworked version of the very first song I ever wrote!  Should probably be about 5bpm slower but that thought came a little too late haha.


This is all that’s left of me
Waking up alone
As I have for a while and I’m waiting by the phone
I guess I’m just a stupid girl
But I think this was more
It’s been ages now but I still hear you knocking on my door

I’m doing alright now, 
But I just can’t wait to be done
With all this work and go play my guitar out in the sun
The same sun that reminds me of the best days of my life
They’ll haunt me ‘til forever, when my loneliness subsides

When I think maybe I should call
I doubt you think of me at all

Walk around oblivious, the insides of my eyes
Are showing the same movie for the fifty millionth time
I talked to you last August about the better half you’ve found
I wonder twenty years from now how silly this will sound 

But I am nothing next to her
You finally got what you deserve

If you told me you loved me, I’d still crack a smile
I know this type of love doesn’t just last a while
And I hope that you’re happy, whatever that is
But if I don’t just say this, think I’d be remiss
And the ocean’s still steaming from our first kiss
At the end of the beach, yeah I still reminisce
About that spot in the ocean, and under the sun
Man, there’s no way to say what that memory’s done
‘Cause you never forget the first time that your lips part
And body goes numb with your hands on my hips
And we’re swapping these moments that dilute with age
But they’re fresh in my mind, and there they’ll stay


What You Deserve Acoustic Demo

They say things are clearer when you’re older
No belief no light
I am holding on to ice

The fear is real and I’m not
Sure I’m not to blame
I am sure that I’m insane

Never been to a wake in the winter
Never been to a wake in the…
Near paralyzed, I am drunk and I am cold
But oh, it’s nice to be home
They say, “Isn’t it nice to be home?”

When you get to the point that you know
What you can and cannot prove
Then you’ve solved it, haven’t you?

This bottle’s real and I’ve got
This slowly swelling rage
Sole the sufferer, sole the blame,
So they…

Never been to a wake in the winter
Never been to a wake in the…
Near paralyzed, I am drunk and I am cold
But oh, it’s nice to be home

Home, coming home, coming home, coming home

Paralyzed with fear, I am drunk but I am here
And oh, it’s nice to be home
They say, “Isn’t it nice to be home?”
Oh but don’t
Don’t wake up…

Wake

I’m reading Matthew by day and then Hitchens by night
Don’t think anything can save me; nothing seems right
And I don’t believe everything I read or that I hear
But if it kills me I will find a way to shake off this fear

You’re a son of a bitch but a hell of a son
Nothing like blood to make you proud of someone
And nothing like no expectations to exceed prediction
Those that have known pain know damn well how to inflict it

All of your explanations
They just give us questions
Thinking is our best chance

When you’re twenty-two you think you’ve seen it all
You’ve got no idea hun just how far you can fall
Oh, but I’m a fast learner and anything good I'll fix it
Those that have known pain know damn well how to inflict it

You’re a son of a bitch but a hell of a son
So I’ll only ask once just how fast you can run
There’s nothing for you here but Friday paycheck addiction
We say we’re doing just fine but we say it without conviction
And those that have known pain know damn well how to inflict it

All of your explanations
They just leave us questions
Thinking is our last chance

Questions (Bedroom Demo)

Is it cold where you are?
I cannot say for sure; it must be late
We talked for hours
Reflected in the ripples of the lake

The helm is for the thickest of skins
I'm a scared little kid
And I'll be stowed away by nightfall
Missed the ice; I never will learn
As I slipped off the stern, I thought
"This swim will be without you..."
My last one, my darling

Is it cold where you are?
I cannot feel a thing; I would not know
We walked for hours
The proof in shallow tracks upon the snow

Red Queen Theory (Bedroom Demo)

A little pop pleasure for your earholes!

Waiting here is wasting me to death
How could I have known that you were there behind that door?
I'm sorry for what I said
The streets are cold here; I can always see my breath
I was way too high to say goodbye
I ran away and I don't know why

Still hiding in London
So no one gets hurt when it all comes undone
Getting back to my apartment
Or flat or whatever you bastards call it
I just up and left; didn't realize what it meant
You called me out
What began in the hall...I'll be damned if it all works out

Still hiding in Bristol
Thinking it could help, but my thinking's wishful
Nobody could stop it
Everything I never felt has been shoplifted, tattered, torn
Things that I'd tried to ignore (and with success)
Barely here in the flesh; I'm a shell in my Sunday best

Oh, I'm sorry that you're sore
Has no one ever talked to you like this before?
I'm sorry that you're sore
Has no one ever talked to you like this?

Sunday Best (Bedroom Demo)

We could lie here locked together 
Lying's just my thing 
You will fall wherever we are into a world of my making 
Singing, I don't mind the weather 
But I won't confess my sins 
I don't mind the weather 
But I won't say where I've been

So we'll burn alive stuck in the city 
And eye to eye scream that you're with me 
You'll buy lines to keep from missing 
The comfort of my skin

The attention was great but I'm tired, you see 
Why can't you accept I'm a liar, baby?

I'd be selling you so short 
If I said I meant it all 
But I'm kidding myself if anything else 
That every word was false 
Screaming, I don't want to hurt you 
None of it's your fault 
I don't want to hurt you 
But I still want it all

Apathy becomes me oh so well 
Apathy becomes me oh so well

Charades (Bedroom Demo)

Finally got around to recording this one from early this year.  Lyrics below.

Shit, everything's screwed
Every time I try to tell them I just end up getting the boot
So I'll play along instead
Hold onto your chair
Every time I hear a slur I'm more sure that you're getting impaired for validation
I'm sick of this station

Poisoning ourselves is all we can do
Blissful is ignorance; blessed are bottles of brew
And drinking for two
Drinking with you

Shit, where's common sense?
Swear it was here in the morning; each minute I'm feeling more dense
A bit less alive...
Take pride that you're cruel
Everything you've said tonight serves no purpose than trying to be cool
A flair for dramatic; this station's just static

Poisoning ourselves is all we can do
Blissful is ignorance; blessed are bottles of brew
And singing with you
It's not the drugs, it's the company you keep
Can't learn a thing from your sermons, we're falling asleep
La da da da

Poisoning ourselves in basements and bars
Blissful is ignorance; blissful is cause for alarm
And it's killing your arm
Maybe these choices were easy, not right
The ghost of your youth hanging heavy 'round Saturday night
For the rest of your life

Poisoning ourselves is all we can do
Blissful is ignorance; blessed are bottles of brew
And singing with you
It's not the drugs, it's the company you keep
Can't learn a thing from your sermons, we're falling asleep
La da da da
La da da da

Saturday Night Palsy (November 2012)

There’s a reason I didn’t want to stay
Just let the imprint fade
And trip into tomorrow

‘Tis the season of trying to save face
Could be your saving grace
But likely more your sorrow

Your girl is coming home
All the nights we wasted were so long
By ourselves the dream feels like a lie
But baby you’re a loner, so am I
Let’s rot alone, together
Set fire to our faults and measures now

Don’t imagine we’re ever really whole
After we overflow
The cold will turn your head around

All it takes is the smallest ragged seam
You know we’re not eighteen
 We’re stomping over treaded ground

There’s a reason I sleep and see your face
And in the morning I wake
And smile ‘cause someone gets me
There’s a reason I know the dark abates
I live my life in the shade
But grow because you loved me.


Faults and Measures

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