Independently Written Song

Lyrics:
Curly haired boy with the childish grin
You don’t understand how bad you did me in
‘Cuz while you see the hues in the days of the week
Everyday without you is gray to me

Oh, you see the world by design
And, oh, it’s a beautiful mess of color and line
color and line
color and line
color and line
color and line

You seem to soak in each ounce of life
Every moment one for the storybooks you’ll write
And when we sing, it’s not always on key
But we’ll plug up our ears, and sing the harmonies

Oh, you see the world by design
And, oh, it’s a beautiful mess of color and line
color and line
color and line
color and line
color and line

May your parties be hard,
may your food be gourmet
May we always stay in touch if we both move away
No second with you has been a waste of my time
I am grateful to know you because you opened my eyes
To color, color and line

Livey Beha- Color & Line

Co-Written with Emily Hunter

Lyrics:
Trying to swim against the current
But it gets me every time
fall back, and drift away
losing everything that’s mine
Trying to swim against the current 
but it gets me every time
I float on down ‘till the river runs dry

V1: Numb feet
I know that I’m moving
My legs take two steps back
‘Cuz I’m caught up in the past

V2: Head rush
of thoughts and emotions
I challenged who I am
But I can’t get back again

Chorus

V3: Used to
fear the ocean
the depths, the dark, the cold unknown
But now I’m in the undertow
I know I am me, where ever I go

Chorus 

River Runs Dry

Written with Lena Vernon

Lyrics
Red cup
Punch drunk
I'm a hollow shell to fill up

Bed of bottles
Drawer of bones
I'm a paper crane with a heart of stone

Bury my head
Close my eyes
Feel my tongue cringe
At the taste of my lies
At the taste of my lies
The taste of my lies
The taste of my lies
At the taste of my lies
The taste of my lies
The taste of my lies

Taste Of My Lies

Still-shot on a kitchen table
Black and white
Before the black and blue
Woman wrapped in her favorite pants
Woman that I wish I knew

Spirits were not made to be broken
Like china dolls through slippery hands
He lit your match just to watch you dance
And used all your light just to make his plans

Pre-Chorus
Love, don't you know he is a liar
He never wanted your flame
Just a pocketed fire

Chorus
Pocketed fire
Pocketed fire
Pocketed fire
Pocketed fire

You give out chances like oxygen
Breathe into forgive and out to forget
Exhale too much, you'll run out of breath
Leaving you charred, and smothered, and full of regret

Pre-Chorus, Chorus

So tend the kindled flame so it won't go out
Burn to scorch the ground and take the structure down
Burn, burn, burn x2

Chorus, Pre-Chorus

Pocketed

You roped the moon and the stars
and traded it in for my heart
now all the night's gone dark
and I don't know how to restart

And I love the sky when the stars are hanging low
But I think it may be time to cut the rope

So tell me now, tell me now what I need to know:
Do you care at all or should I just let you go?
Let you go
Let you go

You built a house out of sticks
in three, four, five, six seconds quick
blew down with the first gust of wind
Don't know what else I expected

And I'd rebuild that house from the ground a thousand times
But it wouldn't be a home 'til we're inside

So tell me now, tell me now what I need to know:
Do you care at all or should I just let you go?
Let you go
Let you go

I've see the seven wonders, somehow I still have hunger
Wasting all my time, never satisfied

I just wanna let
I just wanna let
I just wanna let you go
I just wanna let
I just wanna let
I just wanna let you go

Let You Go

In the yellow street light
We got diner food at midnight
And all I wanted was to taste your smile

Then we got a little wasted
You held my hand and I 
wished it was something more than 
what it is

‘Cuz I’m like an addict
know I can’t have it
but that doesn’t stop me from wanting
you’re haunting my every dream
though I know it don’t seem like you do

‘Cuz I’m lock and key
crazy ‘bout you
Can’t even breathe without you
suffering, I won’t get out alive
Without you by my side

Sit at home, hoping my phone will buzz
Introspect on a version of me you’d love
You’ve got me on a line
pulling me in tight

Pre-Chorus and Chorus

I'd ask for freedom
but I know the answer
begging and pleading
you made me your prisoner
And I won't get out alive
No I won't get out alive

Liv B