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Splintered back in winter
Silent dinners, bitter
He was with her in dreams
Gray and blue and fights and tunnels
Fresh Out The Slammer
That somehow seems so hollow now
They'll say I'm nuts if I talk about the existence of you
For a moment I was heaven struck
Down Bad
South, south, south, south, south, south
A feather taken by the wind blowing
I'm afflicted by the not knowing so
I Look In People's Windows
Tell me all your secrets
All you'll ever be is
My eternal consolation prize
You see I was a debutant in another life
I Hate It Here
You didn't measure up
In any measure of a man
And I don't even want you back
I just want to know
The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
Hand on the throttle
Thought I caught lightning in a bottle
Oh, but it's gone again
And it was written
The Prophecy
And in the blink of a crinkling eye
I'm sinking, our fingers entwined
Cheeks pink in the twinkling lights
So High School
And fell victim to interlopers' glances
Lost the game of chance, what are the chances?
Soon they'll go home to their husbands
How Did It End?
She thought about how he said
Since she was so wise beyond her years,
Everything had been above board
The Manuscript
Out window panes talking utter nonsense
You have no idea
Strings tied to levers,
Slowed down clocks tethered,
Robin
And told me I reformed you
When your impressionist paintings of heaven
Turned out to be fakes
loml
That threatens to push me down the stairs at our school
And it was always the same searing pain
But I dreamed that one day I could say
thanK you aIMee
well
No one asks any questions here
So I did my best to lay to rest
Florida!!!
Hey you, what if I told you we're cool?
That child's play back in school
Is forgiven under my rule
The Alchemy
The lights refract sequin stars
Off her silhouette every night
I can show you lies
I Can Do It With A Broken Heart
Crowd goes wild at her fingertips
Half moonshine, a full eclipse"
"I'm not trying to exaggerate
Clara Bow
I pass it and lose track of what I'm saying
Cause that's where I was when I got the call
When the first stone's thrown there's screaming
Cassandra
Pounding nails in your head
But I've read this one
Where you come undone
I chose this cyclone with you.
The Tortured Poets Department
Locked me up in towers
But I'd visit in your dreams
And they tried to warn you about me
Cross your thoughtless heart
The Albatross
Is it something I did
The goddess of timing
Once found us beguiling
She said she was trying
Peter
The voices in his head
Called the rain to end our days of wild
The sickest army doll
My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
My longings stay unspoken
And I may never open up the way I did for you
And all of those best laid plans
The Black Dog
Down that passage in time
Back to the moment I crashed into you
Like so many wrecks do
Too impaired by my youth
Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus
Like a freight train through a small town
The jokes that he told across the bar
Were revolting and far too loud
I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)
My spine split from carrying us up the hill
Wet through my clothes, weary bones caught the chill
I stopped trying to make him laugh
So Long, London