Thought I'd do something different and explain the meaning behind this record. This song was written to my demons. It's about a long and lasting battle with Rheumatoid Arthritis and Chronic Hives. My message is, I'm fearless, and will never give up the good fight. 

Fearless

Me As A Machine

Lie, lie, lie, liar. Let's make the world go world. Let's set fire to this thing called love. 

Liar

Black Roses

A song on inner and outer struggle. Demons and angels come out to play.

Titanium Body

I love that you and I can laugh about everything, doing nothing, even making love.
I love your art, your eyes, your body, but most of all, your lips, and the way they say my name.
You bring out a side of me that has been lost for so long- animalistic, so dangerously darling. 
Being with you, time flies, everything grows exhausted, because I know it never lasts.

What I hate is that I love you.

I hate that you hold me and tell me you’ll be there, but then never show, and never care. 
I hate that you tell me I’m your fantasy, and then tell me you’re too busy to come home to me.
I hate that you tell me I’m beautiful when we’re in bed, but then leave me alone instead.
I hate that it’s so hard for me to tell you no, yet so easy for you to let me go.

Precious and tantalizing. Really, I can’t know.

Holding on only kills me.
Letting go only kills me.
 Because in my world we’re forever enchanted.  In my world, I’m in love with you.
But it’s not my world, I’m not a fantasy.
I’m just a girl in a world that revolves around you.



Precious & Tantalizing (Hate That I Love You)

You called me up and asked me to dinner, 
I smiled and said I'd love too, you know that's all I ever wanted.
Days and days went by and you never called me. 
But that's okay baby, I know you're busy.
I never asked for much, all I wanted was you.
But you're Mr. Unavailable, Mr. I only wanna hurt you.

I'm letting you know, I'm letting you go.
I'm letting you know, you wounded me deeply.
I'm letting you know, you don't know what you have done.
I'm letting you know, I'm letting you go.

Got all dolled up and waited up for you.
Am I really the fool because I believed in you?
But in reality, you didn't show.
Didn't even call to let me know.
What kind of man thinks that that's okay?
Should've listened when they told me to run the other way.

I wanted to believe in the dream.
But dreams are for children, and you're not a dream.
You're a nightmare.

Nightmare

Teenage Dream/ Firework Cover

Rooster, coc-a-doodle-doo, see that smile every morning, when you take me to school.

Flannel shirts, and old baseball caps, and the forever smell of firewood.
Rough hands, but easy eyes. Built a runway with those hands, and flew planes with those eyes.
You used to love to hear me sing, when my parents said, “Shut up,” you said, “it ain’t loud enough!”

Rooster, coc-a-doodle-doo, see that smile every morning, when you take me to school.
Rooster, coc-a-doodle-doo, I love that smile, and I love you.

He taught me all about Jesus, showed me a love I’ve never known.
But one day, he was cursed by a dirty killer, he fought every day.
But surely, my strong Rooster, spread his wings, and flew away.

Rooster, coc-a-doodle-doo, see that smile every morning, when you take me to school.
Rooster, coc-a-doodle-doo, I love that smile, and I love you.

“Oh, I’m gonna be wounded. Oh, you’re gonna be my wound. 
Oh, I’m gonna bruise too. Oh, you’re gonna be my bruise."

Grace Bors