Music Monday – January 28th, 2013

Dirty Water
– Real Friends

If you wore your personality on your skin
No one would take a second look
You were shallow when we met and you still are
The water won’t be coming down any time soon to change that
The loneliness keeps me warm at night
And that’s okay with me, I’d rather be alone in this bed made for two
Than listen to you and your judgement

Don’t act like you’re better than me
We’re both fools lost in this cold world
You may not fall as much as I do but if I look close enough
I can find the scars on your knees, I can find the bags under your eyes
That carry too much for you to handle

I’m starting to think that you’re the reason why everyone left
So stop pointing your finger
You don’t even really know me, not at all
You don’t even really know me

Don’t act like you’re better than me
We’re both fools lost in this cold world
You may not fall as much as I do but if I look close enough
I can find the scars on your knees, I can find the bags under your eyes
That carry too much for you to handle

I said I’m selfish, I’m a liar and I’m broken
Shit runs through my head everyday that I would never tell anyone

You’re just like me
The only difference is that I’m honest enough to scream my thoughts
In the lines of this song

Music Monday – November 12, 2012

All Too Well
-Taylor Swift

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But something about it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister’s house
And you still got it in your drawer, even now

Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We’re singing in the car getting lost upstate
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days

And I know it’s long gone
And that magic’s not here no more
And I might be okay
But I’m not fine at all

‘Cause there we are again, on that little town street
You almost ran the red ’cause you were looking over me
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed
Your mother’s telling stories about you on the tee ball team
You tell me about your past, thinking your future was me

And I know it’s long gone
And there’s nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to

‘Cause there we are again, in the middle of the night
We’re dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well

And maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece ’til you tore it all up
Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well

And you call me up again just to break me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of being honest
I’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
‘Cause I remember it all, all, all too well

Time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it
I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
‘Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can’t get rid of it ’cause you remember it all too well, yeah

‘Cause there we are again, when I loved you so
Back before you lost the one real thing you’ve ever known
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

Music Monday – November 5, 2012

Red
-Taylor Swift

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you’re already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn so bright just before they lose it all

Losing him was blue, like I’d never known
Missing him was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you’ve never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red

Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there’s no right answer

Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that long
Losing him was blue, like I’d never known
Missing him was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red, oh red, burning red

Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it’s time now gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head
in burning red
Burning, it was red

Losing him was blue, like I’d never known
Missing him was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you’ve never met
Cause loving him was red, yeah yeah red, burning red

And that’s why he’s spinning around in my head
Comes back to me in burning red

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street

(This has been stuck in my head for days and reminds me completely of my first love. – T)

Music Monday – March 7, 2011

Song #13

– The Ataris

The time has come to say goodbye
To all our past regrets. I’m sorry to inform you
But I doubt you’ll really ever understand.

Friendships aren’t built on false promises
I’ve failed without defeat.
In this game of disrespect
I’m a victim-a small town tragedy.

Here’s the difference between you and I
I’ll tell the truth and count my blessings
So thanks for all you’ve done
But I won’t let you get the best of me.

You think I’m just a kid but
You don’t fucking get it.
I’m strong in my convictions
And don’t you forget it.

So many things are left unsaid
But I won’t even waste my time
For us to go our separate ways
I hope you miss me when i’m gone.

Friendships aren’t built on false promises.
I’ve failed without defeat.
In this game of disrespect
I’m a victim of small town rivalry.

Farewell to all my friends
With self respect intact.
Nothing will last forever
Never looking back.

End is forever.

Music Monday – Feb. 28, 2011

Music Monday is my day in song lyrics.

Dead Flowers

-Miranda Lambert

I feel like the flowers in this vase
He just brought ’em home one day, “Ain’t they beautiful?” he said
They been here in the kitchen and the waters turnin’ gray
They’re sittin’ in the vase but now they’re dead, dead flowers

I feel like this long string of lights
They lit up our whole house on Christmas Day
But now it’s January and the bulbs are all burned out
But still they hang like dead flowers

He ain’t feelin’ anythin’
My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain
I’m livin’ in a hurricane
All he can say is, ‘Man ain’t it such a nice day?’
Yeah, yeah

I feel like the tires on this car
You said they won’t go far, but we’re still rollin’
I look in the rear view and I see dead flowers in the yard
And that string of lights and it ain’t glowin’
Like dead flowers, like dead flowers

He ain’t feelin’ anythin’
My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain
I’m drivin’ through a hurricane
All he can say is, “Man ain’t it such a nice day?”
Hey, hey, I guess we’ll just go to waste
Like dead flowers

Like dead flowers, dead flowers