There's No Trainhopping In Dixieland (original Title)

Watching your eyelashes close and twist. Shooting those sparks from her fingertips. I'm star-crossed and stark. I'm waiting for you to talk. And I radiate on the tip of your tongue.

The Pornographers Daughter

I can't leave with words like these. They break the bones that hold up my sleeves. I've got to tie her so high her breath freezes. before she speaks, but this bus just won't go far enough.

The Accident Underwater

Spread apart on a hospital bed. With a purple heart pinned on a. Fossil that's not quite dead. I'm invincible here. Mildly invisibly clear from. warming up to an old friend.

Taker Not A Giver

If you get the chance to, wipe that glare off your face. French kiss my fingerprints and heave it in an alleyway. Defenseless yet so violent princess of divine.

Still With You

Rocket City

Thinking I'll fly away. or take a long drive. and I won't stop. until I reach the other side.. And get lost losing myself. in the northern sky, yeah..

Rigged And Ready

It's winter and I'm late I lost this game. Of white Russian roulette but I'm fine I'm quite ok,. And she knows I'm royal loyal to lovers. I'll die here with you when my veins lose their hue.

Realizing Tonight

Pollyanna

So this is how it ends, toxic and deliberate. She's blood red at the neck boiling off fingerprints. This hospital love is making death seem elegant. "Just don't breathe and we'll stop time".

Onward

Onward. . Breaking new light. Leaving this behind. I'll carry your chains the last time. I'd love this to wash away. And now it rings out in my veins.

My Wishing Well Disease

Last night I felt my life burn my eyes. Falling asleep on fire I remembered you. And I'm trying. I'm trying. I'll wait here and wish for. A gorgeous disaster to happen.

My Ricochet

Someday stays in my own way. With magic so tragic and still lacking in taste. And I know the tables set right. You look beautiful, you've set me up twice.

Like A.m. Radio

My friends say it's alright..I keep my hands. Just out of sight. In bedrooms where I'm nothing else. there are broken laws... And empty shelves... And wonderful paintings of white.

Is This Thing Loaded?

There's something about a morning without the picture perfect. Ribbons in her hair. It's raining. She knows that she wants to let me in. . Cause my dear I can't breathe out here.

Hope That Hurts

For Members Only

Just forget all about fate. While I unlock this gentlemen's promise. With flesh like fire but it lacks a color. And chemical laughs (that) fly around.

For Anyone But You

Falling Stars From Your Eyes

Dying Slowly

Digital Me

Hailstones and lead. Is what my voodoo doll embeds. But I got this toy so much bigger that this,. And when you wish on it you. Get your three clicks...