The Real Truth
Blue eyes, black skies and clouds filled with pain.
Disguise the emptiness, the disdain.
Late calls, long halls with words no one hears.
Reveals the loneliness and the years.
Like going backwards in a revolving door.
I don't know which way's out anymore.
I can't run from the real truth.
And not be living a lie.
You can't hide from the fate chasing you.
And watch it, from somebody else's eyes.
Cold hearts, cruel thoughts can destroy the faith.
Just ask the singer who hell from Grace.
But things change and strange days can turn a point of view.
Just time till everyone gets their due.
I may not save the world but I'll save myself.
Can't depend on somebody else.
Broken Machine
Of rags and bones.
Rusty old wheels on a cobblestone street.
Everything I own.
Follows me round like a ghost that won't leave me alone.
Even sticks and stones.
Can't leave a mark on this spirit of steel.
Have you really grown.
When you come back bleeding from your love torn battles.
Wish I could feel bad for you.
Or sympathize after all I've been through.
I'm not as strong as I seem.
While your heart is beating.
I've got this broken machine.
Those days have gone.
Took so long just to pick myself up, and try to walk alone.
No more afraid to let the sun stare at my face.
See what you have done.
Nuts, bolts and parts of dark days of broken dreams.
Take so long to replace.
As for your falling apart at the seams.
Wish I could feel bad for you.
Or sympathize after all I've been through.
How come you're not as you seem.
You've got your problems.
Your self-esteem.
Wish I could feel bad for you.
Or feel anything after all I've been through.
I'm not as strong as I seem.
While your heart is beating.
I've got this broken machine.
Tears Of My Own Shame
Queen of Hearts and Sister Vanity.
Took me by the hand to show me royalty.
In this castle so many things to see.
And all I could become, a knight wasted away.
I said Ooh ooh...it's not any thing you did to me.
It's not what you made me feel I did to you.
I cry, angry that I played the fool.
For these are the tears of my own shame.
Even just a page I never thought to read.
And the writing on the wall became a tapestry.
The blues I felt , the reds they blinded me.
And all the greens only taught me jealousy.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
And I am not what I care to be.
And she is not what I came to see.
And like some Shakespearean tragedy.
That in the end I have to question...finally.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Love The Things You Hate
Does it matter if it works out as planned.
When the author is the pen in your hand.
When your mind does what you don't understand.
Remember that a sentiment changes every day.
As every sun leaves shadows, arrows pointing every way.
Hey, look around, this is you.
Don't you worry 'cos it's fine to be confused.
When you're questioning your fate. In time, you will see.
All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you.
And don't you love the things you hate.
Life will give its gift if we don't hesitate.
Some see the paper, then throw the present away.
If you feel you're dying and the clock just makes you wait.
Time may find us in tomorrow looking for today.
Hey look around, this is you.
Don't you worry 'cos it's fine to be confused.
When you're questioning your fate.
In time, you will see.
All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you.
You should love the things you hate.
Hate Everything About U
Night after night, day after day.
I pass by the house that once was our home.
I look through the windows, I lean on the bell.
There's a light but there's no sign of you.
The stranger's new car in the driveway tells me your there.
I know you're there.
I feel like a chump doing time on the street.
Low life and useless as the rags on my feet showin' through.
You don't know how much I hate everything about you.
Your honey red lips and your eyes big and sparkling blue.
The curve of your hips and your black Irish hair.
Sends a shiver that runs through me too.
You don't know how much I hate you, wish it was true.
The alleys are dark, sidewalks are bare.
Time's on my hands empty and cold.
I'm looking for something to knock out the night.
Till the sun comes up shining like new.
The chill in my bones reminds me life isn't fair.
And nobody cares.
To the lost souls surviving on hard knocks and vice.
In a world just as nasty as your world is nice. (Baby Blue).
You don't know how much I hate everything about you.
Your voice like good bourbon so elegant, tasteful and smooth.
You're a goddess, a priestess, a temptress, a queen.
Greta Garbo's got nothing on you.
You don't know how much I hate you, wish it was true.
You were kind to my brother.
And good to my friends.
You were passionate, faithful and strong.
I must have been sleeping.
It feels like a dream.
I can't tell just where I went wrong.
Like a dog in the garbage with rocks in my head.
I'm strung out and crazy and can't find the thread, running through.
You don't know how much I hate everything about you.
The poison that runs through my veins telling me what to do.
With a flick of a match I could burn down this house.
Taking every last memory of you.
You don't know how much I hate you.
I say, you don't know how much I hate you.
You don't know how much I hate you.
I wish it was true.
Oh, yes I do.
Reservations To Live
Never should rush into things.
Shouldn't spill the wine before its time.
Wait and see what fortune brings.
Waste away till you can't see the signs.
Always taught to play it safe.
Wouldn't stick your neck out if you could.
Everything is in its place.
Might as well be chiseled out of wood.
And your time's running thin.
It's slipping through your fingers.
With your chance to begin.
Forever again.
Don't know what you're waiting for.
Don't need a reservation just to live.
You might be expecting more.
But you won't get more than you have to give.
And that's just the way i is.
Everyday it rains somewhere.
You've got to make the best of what you have.
You could tie a train out there.
You better get some sunshine while you can.
But you've heard this before.
It's ancient information.
Just walk through the door.
It's not that complicated.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Don't Hang Me On
When will you touch the sky.
Will you stop to wonder why.
Excitement is your pain.
While I am helpless once again.
Take it out on me.
If it makes you feel.
That once again you're free.
Don't try to hang me on.
This rope of greed.
This rope I feed you.
'Cos if I'm hanging on.
You won't be there to watch me bleed over you.
Your eyes reveal your tale.
When silence scares your words away.
You only turn to me.
When it becomes too hard to see.
Take it out on me.
If it makes you feel.
That once again you're free.
Don't try to hang me on.
This rope of greed.
This rope I feed you.
'Cos if I'm hanging on.
You won't be there to watch me bleed over you.
Always Be There For Me
When it's over...you're always the last one to know.
It's a feeling...that nobody wants to show.
Even though it's killing me.
I still blame myself.
I wish I could change, but Lord knows I know that I can't.
All the feelings...Twisting inside my head.
I know it's too late...The past I can't seem to forget.
If I could change the circumstance.
I'd never let you go.
I can't hide from the thruth and I want you to know.
When I reach out my hand there's nobody there I can touch anymore.
When I call out your name.
The pain rips right through me like never before.
Is it too much to ask for one last memory.
Cause yesterday you said, you'd always be there for me.
Don't know what's harder...
The truth or reality.
I hit a brick wall.
Painted with honesty.
I wish that I could give to you, all the things you need.
But the one thing I can't is making you leave.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Open Your Heart
Smoke-colored L.A. sky.
Hand covers up your sleepless eyes.
As morning creeps in.
Passed out there on my couch.
Wearing the face of down and out.
My long lost friend.
Three cups of coffee and you'll be on your way.
Until this time tomorrow you come crawling.
Back again.
Open your heart to me.
Think of my shoulder as sanctuary.
Open your soul to me.
I'll try to unravel your tangled up dreams.
And the only thing that matters is your heart stays open for me.
I always pictured you.
As clear minded but confused with wounds.
No one could see.
You always made the friends.
That never stuck with you until the end.
Except for me.
And the only difference I hear is your alibi.
And the only thing in common is the reason.
You're still here.
Open your heart to me.
Think of my shoulder as sanctuary.
Open your soul to me.
I'll try to unravel your tangled up dreams.
And the only thing that matters is your heart stays open for me.
I can feel your loneliness.
I feel your pain.
Bag O' Tales
It's easy to believe some people don't care.
Believe a gift is to be given but never shared.
When your clothes are stripped you got what you got.
When you drive your car to heaven there ain't no parking lot.
Another builded up, another undone.
Like every day dawn becomes another setting sun.
I still believe you came to see.
Bet you thought I'd comprehend.
You wish for me, you wish to be.
But I'm a hero who can't pretend.
I should have riches after all that I've been through.
Should have some peace of mind, I should shave somebody new.
A silver locket or a painting just for you.
But all I got's a big old bag of tales.
I tell the stories, I write by my hand.
The things I've felt another could never understand.
Better to have lived and loved than never because.
It's not the things it could have been, it's that that never was.
I should have riches after all that I've been through.
Should have some peace of mind, I should have somebody new.
A silver locket or a painting just for you.
But all I got's a big old bag of tales.
Bluebird
Listen to my Bluebird sing.
She can tell you why.
Deep within her heart you see.
She knows I must cry.
Yeah, cry.
Here she sits aloft that bird.
Strangest color blue.
Flying is forgotten now.
She just thinks of you.
Yeah, you.
So with all those blues.
Must be a thousand used.
Each was differently used.
You just know.
You sit there mesmerized.
By the depth of her eyes.
Can't be categorized.
She got soul.
She got soul.
She got soul.
She got soul.
Do U think she loves you.
Do U think.
At all.
Soon she's going to fly away.
Worries of her own.
Find herself another day.
And go home.
Go home.
