“6 o’clock in the morning, my head is ready to explode”

We’re a lot alike, you and I
But I can’t seem to start a conversation
I can’t seem to take that first step
In getting to know you
Just that simple “hello”

“I can’t believe I’ve made it home alive”

I know you don’t know me
But would it be impolite
To tell you, you’re the one in my dreams?
I don’t want to jump right in
But I thought I’d just let you know that little fact

“I don’t remember where I went or what I was drinking”
 
It’s hard to find someone in this world
That shares a common interest in anything
Music, movies, love
We’ve all been hurt
But your hurt seems to reach out and grab me
In an embrace that I haven’t had for much too long

“I know it made me sick, which I’m not denying”

There’s no face that goes along with my dreams
But if there were,
I’d like to think that it would resemble yours
And there are no words spoken
But if there were,
I’d like to think that the words would flow like the ocean
As yours do

“That I get this way, when I try to get over you”

But you don’t know me
And I don’t really know you
Just a face
On a page
And a few words here and there
It makes one think

“Sometimes it hurts so much to lose the one we love”

We’re a lot alike, you and I
But can you even tell
Through snatches of conversation
That convey nothing but meaningless jargon
And a few words thrown together
To convey feelings we’d much rather forget

“I tried so hard to hate you but it only made it all worse”

But maybe it’s my imagination
Or just the need to find someone who fits
Who compliments me in a way that I’m a better person for
Maybe…
But who knows
Where our soul mates are
If there is such a thing as soul mates
Maybe I’m just dreaming
Maybe…

“I only end up hating myself and as my hatred grow so do the lies
It’s hard to face the truth sometimes, God I feel so useless, God I hate myself…”

Confessionals by moonlight
Gazing at the stars so bright
Would my beauty come tonight?
Just take me away, I wouldn’t fight…

Hold me close, hold me near
Tell me I have nothing to fear
This I beg of you, my dear
Take the wheel, you can steer…

“Everything I touch I break, and I want to break you”

I wonder sometimes if we’re alone on this planet
No one knows, cares, or sympathizes
Just solitary creatures looking to get theirs
And then get out
No warmth, no compassion
Dog eat dog world
And we live in it

Wondering around our plastic houses
With our plastic cars and our plastic smiles
Model 9.05852, Version 3.2569
Yeah, that’s us
Just newer models of the same ‘ol shit
Remade, remodeled, revamped
The today version for today’s world
Yeah

“At the late night, double feature, picture show”

There are thoughts that burden me
And then there are thoughts that plague me
But how do I differentiate the two
Which are volatile and which are futile?
Do any thoughts really matter?

Is there life after death?
No scratch that
Do I really want to know if there is life after death?
Probably not
Is there life after love?
Sounds like the same question to me

“Every sound I hear, is the sound of your voice, why are you haunting me?”

Plastic dolls grace the windows in the glass houses of my mind
Carelessly tossing their toys around
With the same haunting expression on their faces
“I know what you’ve done”
Tic-tac-toe
On my heart
These thoughts amuse me

Fuck love
Fuck the world
Wouldn’t that be great?
But tiring
Ah the simple things in life
And yet life goes on

“And if I must be lonely, I think I’d rather be alone”


Yes, the parts in between the ceaseless musings are lyrics from Stabbing Westward. And I threw in a line from Rocky the Horror Picture Show just for the hell of it.

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