Lyrics to finished songs

For those interested, I thought I'd post the lyrics to my songs. I've put most of these up before in Myspace blog entries when Myspace was still cool, but they were kind of scattered around, so here, all in one place and in no particular oder, are the songs that I've been performing.

This Song Is Not Yet Titled

Why do you enthrall  me the way you do?
Why are you so prevalent in my dreams?
Why can't you be older? Why can't you be closer?
And why can't you be more available?

My head tells me you and I won't work
But my heart thinks that we'd be perfect for each other

And it's not like we're facing eternity
We wouldn't have to be forever
But maybe for a little while
We could have some good times

Do you ever wonder what might have been
Had I been more persistent in the past?
If we got together way back when
How long do you think it would have lasted?
Probably not too long

But it's not like we're facing eternity
We wouldn't have to be forever
But maybe for a little while
We could have some good times

I'm not sure what to do now - You're so lovely
You're so hard to resist, but you're so resistable
And I'm so easily worked up; I'm such a sucker
I'm so impressionable. It's so hard to have my own ideas about love
Someone else said I've got it in for you, and now I've got it in for you
Someone else said I've got it in for you, and now I've got it in for you

But it's not like we're facing eternity
We wouldn't have to be forever
But maybe for a little while
We could have some good times

A Colossal Wast Of My Time
Look at me: a busy little worker bee
Come and see me try to survive in the Hive
The queen and the drones fuck all day
I'm down on the ground floor slaving away
Trying to produce so they will never be hungry or homeless

I don't mind
No I don't mind
Being dead inside

Look at me: a productive little worker bee
Come and see me try to press on; carry on
I struggle to stay awake
Tired and hungry, my will never breaks
I try to do well so I will never be hungry or homeless

I don't mind
No I don't mind
Being dead inside

Somewhere down the road I gave in
And I lost sight of who I am
I prance around town
Wearing my black and yellow uniform
I forgot the word resistance
And purged myself of my persistant
Individuality
Oh I am a company man

And I don't mind
No I don't mind
Being dead inside


Look at me: a happy little worker bee
Come and see me smile and succeed; good little bee
I smile with each small praise
It's ok, I don't need a raise
I'll so as I'm told so I will never be hungry or homeless

I don't mind
No I don't mind
Being dead inside

Cowerdice
I don't know
If I could be
What you'd want me to be
If you and I were we
And that's why I'm afraid
To tell you the way
That I feel about you
It's something that I do

You can find me underneath my rock
You can find me head under the sand

I don't know
Why I can't speak to you
Honestly
When it means so much to me
I'm a child inside
It's easier to hide
Than to do something good
That I know I should

You can find me underneath my rock
You can find me head under the sand
You can't find me

Integrity or Masochism: You Decide
As she walks out the door
I don't bother asking
If it's something I said, I know what I said
You see I'm not a liar
She asked me something I didn't want her to know
I should have said yes, but instead I said know
'Cause it's the truth
And know I'm alone again

So hit me again Lady Honesty
Mistress may I have another?
You're my oldest friend and my only lover
But you don't put out
I give, and you take,
Everything I need
Oh, why do I have such a thing for Honesty?

We all say we want the truth
But so few of us mean it
We like our fantasies, we find them comforting
We're a society of liars
So when you tell me I should speak my mind
I know that we don't have much time
Because I do
And then I'm alone again

So hit me again Lady Honesty
Mistress may I have another?
You're my oldest friend and my only lover
But you don't put out
I give, and you take,
Everything I need
Oh, why do I have such a thing for Honesty?

So what's the point of having integrity
If I only end up in tears?
It feels a lot more like masochism
Looking back on all the years
And how am I to decide
Between being happy and being true to myself?

So hit me again Lady Honesty
Mistress may I have another?
You're my oldest friend and my only lover
For all the good it's done
I give, and you take,
Everything I need
Oh, why do I have such a thing for Honesty?

Negative Attention
Dried by the time I get home
Tired  and ready for bed
27 now, it's been so long
At least this time I was alone
Yet I write this with intent
Of sharing with any who'll hear
Exposing this embarrasment
To a certainly judgmental crowd

Negative attention is better than none at all
Pity me, mock me, I don't care
As long as you listen to me

Got to the fridge, see the kitchen knife
And entertain horrible thoughts
And the only thing stopping me
Is the high price of health care
But I want you to notice me
And I really don't care how it's done
Scorn or smiles or tears shed
As long as for me I'll be fine

Negative attention is better than none at all
Pity me, mock me, I don't care
As long as you listen to me

None of the Above
Why should I believe a  word you say
When your pitch is saying I've gone astray
And trying to scare me with consequences
Trying to convince me that your way is the only way

You ask me what if I'm wrong
Determined that you're right
And frame it as dichotomy
But it's not black and white
There's lots of choices out there
I'll just take my chances with none of the above

I ask for proof; you offer faith
And tell me it's the kind no one can shake
It's easy to be certain when you don't need verification
But your way ain't the only way

You ask me what if I'm wrong
Determined that you're right
And frame it as dichotomy
But it's not black and white
There's lots of choices out there
I'll just take my chances with none of the above

I'm not trying to change your mind
Why must you try to change mine
Why can't we go our separate ways
Why  must you ask me what if I'm wrong
So certain that you're right
And frame it as dichotomy
When it's not black and white
There's lots of choices out there
I'll just take my chances with none of the above

Denial
(Written with Kyle Rothchild and a bottle of rum)
I've taken off my skin
Turned into someone else
Someone I've never been
I'm tracing back my steps
Trying to find why
And where did I go wrong

You said "Weren't you the one who re-arranged yourself?"
And I said "Hey man, it must have been someone else."
You said "Oh, I'm sorry. I swear, I've seen your face before."
And I said "Hey man, at least you know who you are."

I've taken back myself
Turned into someone old
So old I've been before
I'm going back again
For the same reason
What was that again?
When was that again?

I said "Weren't you the one who re-arranged yourself?"
And you said "Hey man, it must have been someone else."
I said "Oh, I'm sorry. I swear, I've seen your face before."
And you said "Hey man, at least you know who you are."