to me,
you're strange & you're beautiful
you may be right,
i may be crazy,
but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for.
turn out the lights,
don't try to save me.
you may be wrong,
but i know you may be right.
coming out of my cage
& i've been doing just fine.
gotta gotta be down,
because i want it all.
the way you want me more than i want you.
said i liked your shoes.
you said "thanks,
can i follow you?"
i want a lover i don't have to love,
i want a boy whose so drunk he doesn't talk.
when i grow up i want to be nothing at all.
for a second there i thought you disappeared,
it rains so much this time of year.
but we both go together if one falls down,
i talk out loud like you're still around.
i felt you in my legs before i ever met you,
& when i laid beside you for the first time i told you,
"i feel you in my heart,
& i don't even know you."
you're strange & you're beautiful
you may be right,
i may be crazy,
but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for.
turn out the lights,
don't try to save me.
you may be wrong,
but i know you may be right.
coming out of my cage
& i've been doing just fine.
gotta gotta be down,
because i want it all.
the way you want me more than i want you.
said i liked your shoes.
you said "thanks,
can i follow you?"
i want a lover i don't have to love,
i want a boy whose so drunk he doesn't talk.
when i grow up i want to be nothing at all.
for a second there i thought you disappeared,
it rains so much this time of year.
but we both go together if one falls down,
i talk out loud like you're still around.
i felt you in my legs before i ever met you,
& when i laid beside you for the first time i told you,
"i feel you in my heart,
& i don't even know you."
but what if this should become more & more incredible,
if nothing should prove to be divine anymore unless it were error, blindness, the lie-
if god himself should prove to be our most enduring lie?
-nietzsche
we don't have such a clear moment or an obvious ritual in our society that says to my son,
"you are a man."
where is the passage today?
i don't have the answer.
i figure you must leave it up to the boy to know when he has got his power.
a baby bird knows when he can fly.
we have a couple of bird's nests right near where we have breakfast in the morning,
and we have seen several little families launched.
these little things don't make a mistake.
they stay on the branch till they know how to fly,
and then they fly.
i think somehow, inside, a person knows this.
-nietzsche
sometimes, loyalty gets in the way of what you want to do.
sometimes, it's not your secret to tell.
i can sit wondering what in the world you think about,
i don't think i'm ever gonna figure it out.
after all the alcohol,
the pretty words that devolve down
into slurs & drunken shouts.
i don't think i'm ever gonna figure it out.
tonight will be the night that i will fall for you
over again.
you wonder where you're going next,
you got your head pushed to my chest
& now you're hoping that someone let's you in,
well i swear i'll let you in.
you know i'll let you in.
if nothing should prove to be divine anymore unless it were error, blindness, the lie-
if god himself should prove to be our most enduring lie?
-nietzsche
we don't have such a clear moment or an obvious ritual in our society that says to my son,
"you are a man."where is the passage today?
i don't have the answer.
i figure you must leave it up to the boy to know when he has got his power.
a baby bird knows when he can fly.
we have a couple of bird's nests right near where we have breakfast in the morning,
and we have seen several little families launched.
these little things don't make a mistake.
they stay on the branch till they know how to fly,
and then they fly.
i think somehow, inside, a person knows this.
-nietzsche
sometimes, loyalty gets in the way of what you want to do.
sometimes, it's not your secret to tell.
i can sit wondering what in the world you think about,
i don't think i'm ever gonna figure it out.
after all the alcohol,
the pretty words that devolve down
into slurs & drunken shouts.
i don't think i'm ever gonna figure it out.
tonight will be the night that i will fall for you
over again.
you wonder where you're going next,
you got your head pushed to my chest
& now you're hoping that someone let's you in,
well i swear i'll let you in.
you know i'll let you in.
keep their eyes to themselves
already insecure, don't need any help.
& you can blame the pride,
that makes you keep your anger inside,
but deep down, you wanna curse them all:
"fuck off, asshole, jerk-off dirtball."
you turn me on to the idea of growing old.
i don't mind the sun sometimes,
the images it shows,
i can taste you on my lips,
& smell you in my clothes.
cinnamon & sugary,
& softly spoken lies,
you never know just how to look
through other people's eyes.
i don't care who you are,
where you're from,
what you did
as long as you love me:)
now where's your picket fence, love?
& where's that shiny car,
did it ever get you far?
you never seemed so tense, love,
never seen you fall so hard,
do you know where you are?
& truth be told i miss you
truth be told i'm lying
when you see my face...
i hope it gives you hell.
to me, you're strange & you're beautiful.
he came home on acid
i was holding his shotgun
i was dressed like tina turner
in beyond thunder dome
he said "don't shoot,"
i said "i won't,
i love you,
you're my friend."
i handed him my wig
& shot myself in the head.
the boom box on my shoulder was a box of clementines,
i ate every single one without noticing the mold,
you said "you're gross my darling,"
i said "no, i'm rock and roll."
already insecure, don't need any help.
& you can blame the pride,
that makes you keep your anger inside,
but deep down, you wanna curse them all:
"fuck off, asshole, jerk-off dirtball."
you turn me on to the idea of growing old.
i don't mind the sun sometimes,
the images it shows,
i can taste you on my lips,
& smell you in my clothes.
cinnamon & sugary,
& softly spoken lies,
you never know just how to look
through other people's eyes.
i don't care who you are,
where you're from,
what you did
as long as you love me:)
now where's your picket fence, love?
& where's that shiny car,
did it ever get you far?
you never seemed so tense, love,
never seen you fall so hard,
do you know where you are?
& truth be told i miss you
truth be told i'm lying
when you see my face...
i hope it gives you hell.
to me, you're strange & you're beautiful.
he came home on acid
i was holding his shotgun
i was dressed like tina turner
in beyond thunder dome
he said "don't shoot,"
i said "i won't,
i love you,
you're my friend."
i handed him my wig
& shot myself in the head.
the boom box on my shoulder was a box of clementines,
i ate every single one without noticing the mold,
you said "you're gross my darling,"
i said "no, i'm rock and roll."
maybe, there's a moment growing up when something peels back,
maybe, maybe, we look for secrets because we can't believe our minds.
crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret.
it's you or me amplified.
maybe everyone out there is a liar.
& maybe the whole world is stupid, & ignorant.
but i'd rather be in it.
id' rather be fucking in it.
razors pain you,
rivers are damp,
acid stains you,
drugs cause cramps,
gun aren't lawful,
nooses give,
gas smells awful...
you might as well live.
scream for everything you wish had never happened.
(i stole this off a girl i know's blog on myspace.
she really is incredible.)
you love the people that love you.
maybe, maybe, we look for secrets because we can't believe our minds.
crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret.
it's you or me amplified.
maybe everyone out there is a liar.
& maybe the whole world is stupid, & ignorant.
but i'd rather be in it.
id' rather be fucking in it.
razors pain you,
rivers are damp,
acid stains you,
drugs cause cramps,
gun aren't lawful,
nooses give,
gas smells awful...
you might as well live.
scream for everything you wish had never happened.
(i stole this off a girl i know's blog on myspace.
she really is incredible.)
you love the people that love you.
if we go down we go down together,
best friends means, best friends means
you never knew
(well I never told you...)
everything I know about breaking hearts
i learned from you, it's true
i've never done it with the style & grace you have
but I've made long term plans
based on these mistakes.
is that what you call a getaway?
tell me what you got away with.
i've seen more spine in jellyfish
i've seen more guts in 11 year old kids.
she said don't trust them, trust me.
then she pulled at my stitches one by one,
looked at my insides, clucking her tongue
& said "this all has got to come undone."
best friends means, best friends means
you never knew
(well I never told you...)
everything I know about breaking hearts
i learned from you, it's true
i've never done it with the style & grace you have
but I've made long term plans
based on these mistakes.
is that what you call a getaway?
tell me what you got away with.
i've seen more spine in jellyfish
i've seen more guts in 11 year old kids.
she said don't trust them, trust me.
then she pulled at my stitches one by one,
looked at my insides, clucking her tongue
& said "this all has got to come undone."
happiness is sweet; suffering is bitter. we all suffer to some extent. we have some malaise in our body & our mind. we have to recognize & acknowledge the presence of this suffering & touch it.
-the heart of the buddha's teaching
i'm sorry i'm bad
i'm sorry you're blue
i'm sorry about all the things i said to you
& i know i can't take it back
i love how you kiss
i love all your sounds
& baby the way you make my world go 'round
& i just wanted to say
i'm sorry.
baby, if you can't change the world
maybe you should just change yourself
you used to be such a sweet young girl,
why'd you wanna be someone else?
i don't mind
if you don't mind
-the heart of the buddha's teaching
i'm sorry i'm bad
i'm sorry you're blue
i'm sorry about all the things i said to you
& i know i can't take it back
i love how you kiss
i love all your sounds
& baby the way you make my world go 'round
& i just wanted to say
i'm sorry.
baby, if you can't change the world
maybe you should just change yourself
you used to be such a sweet young girl,
why'd you wanna be someone else?
i don't mind
if you don't mind
you write such pretty words-
but life's no storybook...
love is an excuse to get hurt,
& to hurt.
do you like to hurt, i do:
so hurt me.
if it makes you less sad
we'll start talking again
& you can tell me how vile
i already know that i am.
call me a safe bet,
i'm betting i'm not.
so call it quits
or get a grip.
where are you?
& i'm so sorry.
yes, i'm kicking myself now.
wish i could have done things differently.
-postsecret.
holding back the fool again,
holding back the fool pretends,
i forget to forget,
nothing is important.
but life's no storybook...
love is an excuse to get hurt,
& to hurt.
do you like to hurt, i do:
so hurt me.
if it makes you less sad
we'll start talking again
& you can tell me how vile
i already know that i am.
call me a safe bet,
i'm betting i'm not.
so call it quits
or get a grip.
where are you?
& i'm so sorry.
yes, i'm kicking myself now.
wish i could have done things differently.
-postsecret.
holding back the fool again,
holding back the fool pretends,
i forget to forget,
nothing is important.
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