worried about

i'm too worried about what you're doing
are you worried about what i'm doing too?
...what you're doing to me; why can't you see?

and who could blame you, i made it so complicated
if i just drain you till working it out is overrated
but why are we so blind to see that truth and love:
they could overcome...

i'm too worried about what you're doing
you're not worried about what i'm doing too
what you're doing to me; wanna be free

i can't change you, nor was that my intention
please explain your earnest words are just shucking and jiving
you like to see your thumb on me, just checking in
...make it begin again

oh my heart, my heart's gonna break again
oh my god, my god won't forsake again
oh mercy, i want to be taken in

i'm too worried about what you're doing
you're not worried about what i'm doing too
what you're doing to me, honey why can't you see?

i'll stop worrying about what you're doing
'cause you're not worried about what i'm doing too
and then you will see...what it's like to be me

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which I will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh…And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new

-ee cummings

i know it's wrong

you watch me undress, you watch me glow
let my hair down and cover us both
you come in waves ; we crash and we roll
you surround me, pull me, drown me, swallow me whole

you're turning me on like a slow fire burn
i know it's wrong
still i run right into you

you pull me in close, you buckle my knees
i shake and i shiver just to feel you breathe
you trace my lines ; stirring my soul
shoot sparks at the heart of the world and i watch it explode

you're turning me on like a slow fire burn
i know it's wrong
still i run right into you

i'm pacing and you're beside me
i am so much more
i feel your fingers pound like thunder
and i am so much more

they sleep with hornets

and they wonder why they wake up stung.

here's to all the pretty words we will never speak
here's to all the pretty girls you're gonna meet

I don't like the way I never listen to myself
I feel like I'm on fire, I'm too shy to cry for help
I don't think you warned me much at all...

"Got your postcard today :) from "Boston" Haha. Even though it had a Cincinnati postmark. Super cute."

i'm pressed like a flower between both your covers
and you spun me a story in which we're both lovers

i'm as good as a bookmark,

i'm just holding her place

you'll want to learn her again

then you'll throw me away

downfall

Who are we to be emotional
Who are we to play with hearts and throw away it all
Who are we to turn each others heads
Who are we to find ourselves in other people's beds

I don't like the way I never listen to myself
I feel like I'm on fire, I'm too shy to cry for help
I don't think you know me much at all

This love is be and end all
This love will be your downfall
I'm feeling down about this love

Who are you to make me feel so good
Who are we to tell ourselves that we're misunderstood
Who am I to say I'm always yours
Who am I to choose the boy that everyone adores

I don't see a reason why we can't just be apart
Now we're falling on each other like we're always in the dark
I don't think you warned me much at all...

This love is be and end all
This love will be your downfall

This love is not what you want
This heart will never be yours
This love is be and end all
This love will be your downfall