Heart Beats Backwards

Don't you get it?

I fucking like YOU.

YOU!

Not those dudes at the bar.

Not those band kids onstage.

Not those kids I went to school with.

YOU.

Fucking YOU.

You in your stupid house.

Alone in your stupid bed.

Way down in the fucking south.

Go ahead,

Sit there and mope.

Be sarcastic.

Be nonchalant.

Be an insomniac.

I fucking hate you.

DJ 2.0

I can't believe we laughed at his expense
I could hear him rumbling from deep down inside you

The same feelings
The same panic

Except you knew about what I went through
You claimed he was an asshole....you made excuses for yourself.

If things are okay
Then why won't you treat me the same?

I lay here with a heavy heart
Wondering how I fucked this up.

I warned you that telling you my feelings was futile
You ARE using them against me.

Do you not see it?
Are you really just dealing with shit and don't have the time for me?
Is there someone else?

Fucking BE HONEST.
I can't go through this shit again.

Dear Jim,

Pick up the phone.

I think that you might be the only person who gives me butterflies.

The only guy who has yet to give me that betrayed feeling.

I honestly believe that there is a reason for this wait

That something will come of all this...something other than heartache.

I miss thinking on the same level

I miss smiling and singing along to your guitar.

Please tell me there's some light at the end of the tunnel.

I'm sick of wishful thinking.