what would it take.txt

don't wake me in the morning, i'm dreading this goodbye
i prayed it was a nightmare to shake it off my mind
i hope you hit traffic on the 401
anything to slow you down
what would it take to turn you around?

my flower you outgrew me, that alone is clear
i never meant to harm you, to pick your petals bare
a broken-hearted sorry loser painted in a permanent frown
what would it take to turn you around

as lonely as i have been
as ugly as this turns out
i'm holding a flame
it can burn me down, down, down

your pillow how it teases, your scent is left behind
this room it reeks of heaven, im rotting from inside
haunting notes lilt through my head, the house-mouse makes not a sound
what would it take
what would it take
what would it take to turn you around?

What would it take

want you.txt

what you're looking for ain't here no more
so don't hold your breath
dichotomy, oh you and me
water and oil

we threw love at it
tried everything
to cross off what-if's
false promises ring deafening
the sound of our defeat

we are just not who we once were
we are just not who we once were

i want you, i want you, i want you to find your happy

don't you tire of pretending to love me?
don't be sorry, together we're parasites...

i want you, i want you, i want you
i want you, i want you, i want you to find your happy

i want you, i want you, i want you to find your happy
i want you, i want you, i want you to find your happy
we are just not who we once, we are just not who we once
we are just not who we once, we are just not who we once were

Want You

ethereal.txt

drunk on your parents couch
we fell off as they walked through the door
making masterpieces with our mouthes
mmmmm
tell me what you're doing now
i heard you had a spot down on bay
with the businessmen and bankers about
didn't reckon downtown for your scene

old friend, old lover
our time has come to pass
to sin, to suffer
no matter how we tried, this would never last

awkward conversations about
how much that the neighbourhood's changed
side-stepping around everything that we were planning to say
i guess i never gave it much thought
the anger in me built up these waves
and i thought that they'd come crashing down
but they calmed at the sight of your face

old friend, old lover
our time has come to pass
to sin, to suffer
no matter how we tried, this would never last

and i believed in you, ethereal, ethereal
and i believed in you, ethereal, ethereal
and i believed, i believed, i believed in you

old friend, old lover
our time has come to pass
to sin, to suffer
no matter how we tried, this would never last
no matter how we tried, this would never last
no matter how we tried, this would never last

Ethereal

cruel and lonely.txt

friends i guess, draw me into you
friends i guess is something we can do
i won't complain about the uncertainties
cut the ropes holding everything
mark my throat with temporaryness
unadulterated, lovely intoxicated fornication

i love the way way you lick and look me in the eyes
funny faces, curled toes, and shaking thighs

and when all is said and done
we go and we come and we come and we come and we come
nothing is sacred, nothing is holy
you laughed as you told me that,
the god damned world's so cruel and lonely

we know all the same folks, so what do we tell them?
i was just walking you home, right? the annex is unsettling...
everyone loves to be part of some exclusivity
maybe that's why sometimes i get these pangs
of lonliness ripping through my brain
and i can't lie about how i feel

i like the way we own september to april, 
but this summer seems long, you left your keys on my table

and when all is said and done
we go and we come and we come and we come and we come
nothing is sacred, nothing is holy
you laughed as you told me that,
the god damned world's so cruel and lonely

i never thought you'd be down for this; symbiois
i wrote your papers and you helped me pass calculus
plug into an outlet
all nighter tonight, all nighter tonight

and when all is said and done
we go and we come and we come and we come and we come
nothing is sacred, nothing is holy
you laughed as you told me that,
the god damned world's so cruel and lonely

Cruel and Lonely

hippie girl.txt

oh hippie girl, scabs on her feet
long dirty hair, only has eyes for me
my hippie girl rolls her own tree
spills her soul on my bed
and tells me all her dreams

she would sing back-up in the church's choir
now she sings come on baby, light my fire
from below, i ask her if she's tired
she does another line and says, honey, i'm fine

damn hippie girl downs a bottle of wine
no matter how hard she tries
these hands on her ain't mine
oh hippie girl can't take my touch
forget what those voices say
baby girl you're enough

in a world so wide where we're cursed to find
the oens we say we'd die for
then we spill some blood int he name fo love
but tell me who is it for
if we're both bleeding out on the floor

damn hippie girl stole my car last night
left a note on the bed
one day she'll make things right

oh hippie girl

Hippie Girl

miss america.txt

miss america - so full of character
she lost ten pounds last week
her toothbrush is weak
she's barely on her feet
but she's so god damned sweet
and i painted her body right on me 
when she said she'd call the producers 
right after we're through
but she never knew
about those casting rooms

she says, I wanna be your baby
and, I wanna love you 'til the end
she says, I wanna be your baby
so stop trying to call me your friend

new york or L.A. - somehow she'd find her way
by waiting on tables, lining shots from her navel
dad's little angel now walks among the mortals
so ripe like a plum
and i begged for some
but all she had were apples
and tiny collapsible valuables she pocketed
all along the freeway
so willing to play any part up on broadway
a lottery ticket, some smokes and a 40
she thinks she's way too horny to love

she says, I wanna be your baby
and, I wanna love you 'til the end
she says, I wanna be your baby
so stop trying to call me your friend

chemical blonde, where have your panties gone?
you're out in the rain again
you take what you get and you throw away the rest
you don't even know where you're going
where you're going

she says, I wanna be your baby
and, I wanna love you 'til the end
she says, I wanna be your baby
so stop trying to call me your friend
your friend
your friend

Miss America

string along.txt

did you move downtown to find yourself
i hope it's what you need
you ran so fast into the hands
of whoever would watch you bleed
are you loving him or just fucking him
is this everything that you wanted?

string along someone else
you lie right through your teeth
there ain't an honest bone in your whole body
string along someone else
i don't need your sympathy
you can keep your sorry sorrys

you try so hard to be everything but who you really are
it brings me down to know that you feel that we're out to get you
is the money right are you feeling like this is what you need to do
what're you trying to prove?

string along someone else
you lie right through your teeth
there ain't an honest bone in your whole body
string along someone else
i don't need your sympathy
you can keep your sorry sorrys

i should let it go, let it all out
go on and cleanse your soul

string along someone else
you lie right through your teeth
there ain't an honest bone in your whole body
string along someone else
i don't need your sympathy
you can keep your sorry sorrys

String Along

fire.txt

tell me what you wanna do
take off in a b-52
dog fight with the sun
nuclear rain down on everyone
and although you're not the person that your parents thought you'd be
i don't suppose that you're the only one
as pains of disappointment slowly fill you up
you're lost for way to say you've given up

screaming fire on the inside
burning all that you were
holding out for the high tide
to wash off the guilt of the hurt

the kids are grown and you grow tired
the underworld is all you desire
frail fingers tracing lines
remnants of a failing design
and all the ones who went before will be waiting on the shores
the ones you leave here all will sing the songs
find your stars and set your sails, know that blackness will prevail
take comfort in the fact you're going home

screaming fire on the inside
burning all that you were
holding out for the high tide
to wash off the guilt of the hurt

tick-tock like a clock times ticking away
biting tongues, always holding back something to say
if you wish for things you'll wish all your life
tick-tock like a time bomb ticking away
indecision with precision always gets in the way
if you wish for things you'll wish all your life
anxiety griped you again
silent, alone, and afraid
anxiety gripped you again and again and again

screaming fire on the inside
burning all that you were
holding out for the high tide
to wash off the pain of the hurt

screaming fire on the inside
burning all that you were
holding out for the high tide
to wash off the guilt of the hurt
to wash off the guilt of this hurt
to wash off the guilt of the hurt

Fire

lights and the dancefloor.txt

i was, i wasn't was i looking like a tool
your eyes fixed on me, mine were on my shoes
then your boobs then my shoe,s but you knew
the last train leaves in five, i dont expect to stay the night
but you're right, another dance would be fine - that's a lie
i can't leave without you tonight

and i'm tripping over my own feet
getting lost in these streets
getting lost in these sheets

you are, you are the juke box
you are, you are the fog machine
you are, you are the alcohol
i fell in love with the lights and the dancefloor

and we fake some awkward conversation just to take
each other tot he place where we can shake the remnants of what we chase by day
and you grind your hips to mine, offbeat and out of time
but you're right another dance would be fine -that's a lie
i can't leave without you tonight

and i'm tripping over my own feet
getting lost in these streets
getting lost in these sheets

you are, you are the juke box
you are, you are the fog machine
you are, you are the alcohol
i fell in love with the lights and the dancefloor

when the DJ plays your song, does it take you away
from this pit of desperation, wolf vs vixen
high on insecurity, high on insecurity

you are, you are the juke box
you are, you are the fog machine
you are, you are the alcohol
i fell in love with the lights and the dancefloor

you are, you are the regrets
you are, you are the plan b
you are, you are the walk of shame
cupids arrows were the lights and the dancefloor
i fell in love with the lights and the dancefloor

Victoria Day