Serious Inquires Only
I don't always feel heard. It is the one thing that frustrates me to the point of disappearing.
I'm trying to learn how to be transparent.
How ego is pointless and serves no purpose.
How to selflessly love with no expectations.
To feel hurt and then to put it away.
How to deal with the feeling of intuition when it presents itself.
To say what I mean each and every time I speak.
Despite not being heard,
I will not start screaming.
..and I'm not going to disappear because I want to be here.
I want to be exactly where I am...making art.
You are more than welcome to stop by but I will not ask.
My door is as open as my heart...
but my mouth is shut.
"Thoughtless" SOLD
The National
"Slipped"
I'm in the city you hated
My eyes are fallen
Counting the clicks with the living dead
My eyes are red
I'm in the crush and I hate it
My eyes are fallen
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
Is it weird to be back in the south?
And can they even tell
That the city girl was ever there
Or anywhere?
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
I'll be a friend and a fuck-up
And everything
But I'll never be
Anything you ever want me to be
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I don't need any help to be breakable, believe me
I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke
I won't need any help to be lonely when you leave me
It'll be easy to cover
Gather my skeletons far inside
It'll be summer in Dallas
Before I realize
I don't want you to grieve
But I want you to sympathize (alright)
I can't blame you for losing
Your mind for a little while (so did I)
I don't want you to change
But I want you to recognize (that I)
It'll be easy to cover
Gather your skeletons far inside
It'll be summer in Dallas
Before you realize
That I'll never be
Anything you ever want me to be
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
My eyes are fallen
Counting the clicks with the living dead
My eyes are red
I'm in the crush and I hate it
My eyes are fallen
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
Is it weird to be back in the south?
And can they even tell
That the city girl was ever there
Or anywhere?
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
I'll be a friend and a fuck-up
And everything
But I'll never be
Anything you ever want me to be
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I don't need any help to be breakable, believe me
I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke
I won't need any help to be lonely when you leave me
It'll be easy to cover
Gather my skeletons far inside
It'll be summer in Dallas
Before I realize
I don't want you to grieve
But I want you to sympathize (alright)
I can't blame you for losing
Your mind for a little while (so did I)
I don't want you to change
But I want you to recognize (that I)
It'll be easy to cover
Gather your skeletons far inside
It'll be summer in Dallas
Before you realize
That I'll never be
Anything you ever want me to be
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
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