Boxing with bayonets

The space around our carved hearts
Is littered with, evidence
Evidence of time well spent
(Chase the dragon, drag the nail again.)

We let it be till someone else looks in,
And then it's out the door
Its in the street again, blinds open
Evidence of time well spent
(Boxing with bayonets yeah)

Afraid someone will see just where we've been

I refuse to let it come to that
I want what's mine is mine is mine is mine is mine
I refuse to let it come to that
I'm giving up on us

In this shallow body
Is a light been grey for so long
C'mon and take a bite yeah
Cause I want to spit out my tongue.

If it is the best that I could get baby I don't know
If that's the best that I could get then I don't know
I can't stand to bite my tongue.

It's ok, meant to be, it's all right,
I'm spent, still, sort of
Yeah, sort of?€?

I can't keep these track-lines off y our soul
I'm still breaking limbs in this, this wonder
We used our teeth to paint,
Down these halls.

I'm giving up on us.

Circa '98

She kept me inside
Long enough to hear her teeth click shut,
You're charming in a washed out sort of way
A cheap prescription, hair extensions sort of way
Looking great never felt so good
So close to the edge, so close to the end
(The end the end the edge)
Take a breath and bow

Out of breath, I can still see the surface
Out of breath, near my fingertips
Out of breath, someone's left me dry
Out of breath, she kept me,
Kept me inside.

Forgive nothing

Somewhere there is a spouse
Sitting on the window pane
She sings, ?€œsalt and sea bring him home to me?€

Where are you my love?
And when the time runs out
Thirty years from now
Who will be the one left to sing
For you.
Who will keep the lights on?
For you.

The only songs I know
Dear my lover
This halogen bulb knows
That the glow of a porch light
Welcomes the sailor home
Out side the sky waxes red
With the street lights up ahead
Blink in and out of sync with his soul
Again tonight

Somewhere tonight
There is some one begging to God to keep hope alive
And there' me
There is someone tonight whose had to bury their' child
She is still awake
Oh quietly come oh quietly sit and be with me
Keep this years port wine close so it won't eclipse
These shores
Life's a war that gives us hope
But even that promise won't bring me home.

It won't bring me home.
Forgive nothing.

I hate this city

We built this town
Bitter lips like cigarettes
Given all she's got to give
I'm feeling worse cause its
Never enough
Broken hands can only give so much
Wanting trying I hate this city
I hate this city to death
Living loving I hate this city
Hate this city to death
Can't you feel the heat of this city?
I hate this city
Don't you miss it?
I hate this city hate hate this city to death
I love it, early morning, missing the sound of
A railroad next door
These cold streets, rush by me in a cadence of
Cold glass and blur
The skyline sings, the asphalt screams
So glad I'm home

I really hate this city

Pugilist

I drink your arms like wine
Not mine cause I'm not looking
You judge life by pills on your bedside

(If there is a way)
I'm unsung, I'm undone
Is this what you want?
When evenings bridge and beat behind my eyes
I can't even see,
I can't escape, what you place only arms away
The covers bruise and pull perfect nights out from my eyes

Past your eyes I'm not for patterns
I drank my self to this
I drank myself through this

These skies look so familiar
These stars they bleed vermillion
These scars look so familiar
Kiss me with some teeth so I will know

This is too much kitsch for me
Living life in shades of fluorescent pink
Your pills, your pens your bottles of ink
Your azure was green by 6:30
God bless the black and blue eyes,
I gave to the prose of sleepless nights
Love's first waste is loves last kiss
My addict.

Ten years hence they will know me as
The one who came, and never found himself.

We kept the charade going as long as we could (We favor the brave)
I don't want to look back in ten years and say we could have.
We favor the brave.
I

Ten thousand times tongue and cheek

Rejoice mothers you're the mothers of martyrs
We're proud to report your sons kiss just like your daughters
Now father's teeth, rolling bloodily down his shirt
Welcome to my war gone by, I miss it so.

She's such a Romanov
She's such a Romanov
Only a Romanov could be so bourgeoisie

I'm unarmed so forgo this advantage now,
Strike fellows strike for the plans that I've made,
Oh yeah!

We're tongue and cheek.
Meet me in the sedative
We got to keep it kiss it keep it fucking real
Was it all for the best?
Does it bless your memory?
What is enough to bring me home?

Someone lost what can't be found
Look for the worst defeat
Ten thousand times tongue and cheek.

C'mon
Drag your Asses off the floor
We'll greet a new day
Yeah, now some marching orders
We'll all stand to greet a new day
Kiss the sun and make it your own
Kiss the sun and make it your own
We'll have the bottle drained
Yeah, we'll have it finished right round four
We'll all have this bottle drained
We've got our marching orders
I can taste your breath across the room
Lets greet a new day

The tenessee promise still loves the texas lie

The Tennessee promise still loves the Texas lie,
The light was green, 9:50 like your eyes.
I never thought I'd get out of this (get out of this)
Last years near miss is today's sure hit

I'm still breaking limbs in this
Looking at how the pieces fit
Darling chase, darling cleanse
The chill of whitest breath might win,
Cling to the worries of your boy
Call midland home

Hit another,
Hit another one for me.

We woke up a fire

We awake and face a new day for nothing.
As bitter as the rope around our necks we hang.
Lofty from the high of last year's tired clichÈ,
A cheap after glow we'll keep close to further fan the flames.
I rise as a sun to burn everyone I love,
A song that's for all those who've ever been engulfed
A desperate dance in the ashes,
A trivial lust we'll never touch unless it could give us worth.

I'm not for your love, so do what you want
I'm not for your love, cause I've been burnt
I'm burning, burning burning again

Take my love, a cinder for every kiss
And we can burn all that could have been
My love, we'll spread the coals on the ground
Yeah, we'll lay them out.

I'm burning
I rise like a sun to burn all those I love.

Witless and white knuckled

It's when I'm not looking
That I must fleet these blows
Like one arms afire,
But the others not hitting home

You could say that it's up to fate
That there's forces that move to our design
But I feign to leave it up to fate
In what others have made

It's not right,
But no one cares anymore.
It is the least of our worries now
I can't trust anything,
Least of all these hands I gave my self
I can't keep my gloves up
The knockouts only inches away
Already I'm out and over
And pulled down by these waves

I've got right now
Witless and white knuckled,
I've got right now.