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WATERCOLORS

Watercolor paint, wash it off now it’s a slate for us
Paint your brushstrokes thin, ‘cause in the end you’ll always win
You can scrape away the pain, but the stain will remain
Finger-paint what’s left of me, ‘till I become a warped memory

Are we abstract?
Maybe serialist?
A sculpture from god?
A Play-Dough facade?

I wanna be real life, not just imitate art, I wanna make my own start
No more games now, color me paper thin, this is where I’ll begin
Don’t wanna be Van Gogh, tormented by his own thoughts
I’m not Picasso, trying hard to fill me up with stuff
Oh, you try you try to paint me blue, I’m tired of being your muse
I can’t do all these depressed hues, but you like me best that way
Through watercolor paint . . .

Sketched all your mistakes, wondered if it was all fake
And your idea of art is a dangerous game

Are we pastel?
Maybe ceramic?
A hopeful collage?
A messy decoupage?

I wanna be real life, not just imitate art, I wanna make my own start
No more games now, color me paper thin, this is where I’ll begin
Don’t wanna be Van Gogh, tormented by his own thoughts
I’m not Picasso, trying hard to fill me up with stuff
Oh, you try you try to paint me blue, I’m tired of being your muse
I can’t do all these depressed hues, but you like me best that way
Through watercolor paint . . .

TAROT CARDS

I had my tarot cards read at a party
And they told me the future was bright
Wheel of fortune, that means I’m lucky
But it doesn’t feel like it
I’m battling the feeling that after all this hurt

You may not love me anymore
We’ve been broken up for weeks, I know you don’t love me
But when you’re intoxicated, the way you look at me

Makes me . . .

And I admit to drinking and smoking just a bit
To keep myself from thinking of you
I found an old letter that I wrote to you
Just before you kissed me
And I tore it up, threw it in the trash
Then felt bad and moved the pieces to recycling
We’ve been broken up for weeks, you say that you miss me
But never make plans

And it makes me . . .
And it makes me . . .

And sometimes I’m good and I’m making potatoes
I don’t think of the way you smile
Other times I’m lying awake in the dark
And I can’t stop the siren in my throat
I’ve adopted all your phrases and you’ve adopted mine
But we don’t talk like we used to
We’ve been broken up for weeks, our conversations reek of
Unspoken words and tension

And it makes me . . .
And it makes me . . .
And it makes me . . .
And it makes me . . .

SOMEONE ELSE

I saw the hickies that she gave you last night
I stumbled on my words mid-sentence but we laughed it off
I don’t know if it’s real or if you’re just out to get me
But either way I can’t deny how

It hurts seeing you with someone else
It hurts watching you forget me
And I guess that you’re just movin’ on, or maybe it’s a rebound
I know it’s only been three weeks, but maybe you’re in love
And it hurts . . . ooo . . . it hurts

You invite me to your show and I go and look who’s there
It’s your new girl wearing your jacket but I pretend not to care
I don’t know if when you look at her it makes you feel alive
But either way I can’t deny . . .

It hurts seeing you with someone else
It hurts watching you forget me
And I guess that you’re just movin’ on, or maybe it’s a rebound
I know it’s only been three weeks, but maybe you’re in love
And it hurts . . . ooo . . . it hurts

And I don’t know why
I feel like crying
I don’t know why
But I’m really trying

I don’t know why
I feel like crying
I don’t know why
But I’m really trying
When it hurts seeing you with someone else

AT THE PARTY

At the party it was Danielle’s first time drinking
At the party
At the party it was Kylie’s 20th birthday
At the party

At the party I had a conversation
With a drunk philosophy major on the meaning of life
At the party I made some guacamole
With an avocado and a little bit of salt

But I had a good time,
The lights were bright, the music loud and
Everybody’s smiling
With a drink in their hand, dancing around,
Talkin’ bout how they’ve got a 14 page paper to do
But I guess that’s how it goes;
You’ve gotta sacrifice something just to have a good time
We’re all just breathing in, breathing out

At the party everyone’s a little tipsy
At the party
At the party I made a toast to having clear pee
At the party

At the party I had a conversation
With a drunk biology major about gecko’s molecules
At the party the scab on my knuckle
Started bleeding again, so I had to get a napkin

But I had a good time,
The lights were bright, the music loud and
Everybody’s smiling
With a drink in their hand, dancing around,
Talkin’ bout how they’ve got a 14 page paper to do
But I guess that’s how it goes;
You’ve gotta sacrifice something just to have a good time
We’re all just breathing in, breathing out

At the party
At the party

TRAVELING WOMAN

Driving into the sun on the backroads
Haven’t seen no one since 20 miles ago
Just me and the birds where the wind blows
Only truckers at night once the sun goes
Down . . . down . . .

On the road . . . la da da
On the road . . . la da da

Runnin’ on fumes through the desert
The yellow moon is only a sliver
Sleeping on the shoulder as the clouds cry
Listenin’ to the rush of the cars pass by . . .
By . . .

On the road . . . la da da
On the road . . . la da da

On the road you pass by everything, a spectator of life
On the road it seems like the whole world is finally in sight
On the road hands on the wheel, traveling woman
Behind the dashboard keeping outside at a safe distance

On the road . . . la da da
On the road . . . la da da

On the road hands on the wheel, traveling woman
Behind the dashboard keeping outside at a safe distance

On the road . . . la da da
On the road . . . la da da

RAIN SONG

It’s raining outside
The cold kind where you can’t help but smile
Feel like dancing
With my shoes all wet
But I don’t care

The rain is different here
Soft to the touch
The rain is different here
Reminds me that I’m loved
The rain it pours down on me
Shedding my own skin
Whispering it’s melody
Of “Child, where do we begin?”

It’s pouring hard
The wet leaves are sticking to the ground
I’m walking downtown
‘Cause I liked the way the humid feels
Like all it could ever do is heal

The rain is different here
Soft to the touch
The rain is different here
Reminds me that I’m loved
The rain it pours down on me
Shedding my own skin
Whispering it’s melody
Of “Child, where do we begin?”

THE CANVASSER

There’s a man cutting weeds in his yard with his dog
We talked about politics
And we listened, weren’t defensive, he was kind
Even though we were different
And I thanked him for his time, it was nothing sublime
Just a nice wholesome conversation
And it’s just another day, just another dollar

Ooooo
Ooooo

There’s a woman, single mom, on her porch taking a smoke
We talked about politics
She told me stories of her life, she was kind
Even though she’s been through hell and back
And she thanked me for my time, said “God bless your night
For this nice wholesome conversation.”
And it’s just another day, just another dollar

Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo

There’s an older lady on her couch, I came around, rang her bell
To ask her ‘bout politics
She said “Hon, to tell the truth, I don’t keep up with the news
It’s too depressing.
But I’m still gonna vote, ‘cause I want a better world
With more nice wholesome conversations . . .
That are not about politics
God, I’m so tired of politics,”

And it’s just another day . . .

SMILE

Out of breath from walking up the canyon
Panting hard, couldn’t hide my reaction
When you asked for my number with a cheesy pick-up line
But I loved it too much, couldn’t stop my laughter

I wanna make you smile
Like you make me smile
Wanna hold your hand and feel comfortable
Wanna know what to say and be vulnerable
Wanna make you smile

Stuck in my head, can’t get you out
My favorite song on repeat, just running in circles now
And I didn’t think you cared, I’m sure you’ve got a lot of options
And I know I’m not the best one, I can be a little obnoxious
But honey . . .

I wanna make you smile
Like you make me smile
Wanna hold your hand and feel comfortable
Wanna know what to say and be vulnerable
Wanna make you smile
Smile

WEIRD VIBES

I’m getting weird vibes from you
I thought that you liked me, didn’t you?
You’re getting wild, I’m standing by
Now I’m sitting in my my room stuck feeling confused and
Why must we play this silly game?
I’m not just here to entertain
Just tell me what you want from me
Instead of sending weird vibes

I thought that you were cool, that after school
Maybe we could be something . . . be something
An intellectual, here’s my confessional:
I truly believed we could’ve been something

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

I’m getting weird vibes from you
I thought that you liked me, didn’t you?
You’re getting wild, I’m standing by
Now I’m sitting in my my room stuck feeling confused and
Why must we play this silly game?
I’m not just here to entertain
Just tell me what you want from me
Instead of sending weird vibes

I’m getting weird vibes from you
I thought that you liked me, didn’t you?
You’re getting wild, I’m standing by
Now I’m sitting in my my room stuck feeling confused and
Why must we play this silly game?
I’m not just here to entertain
Just tell me what you want from me
Instead of sending weird vibes
Instead of sending weird vibes
Instead of sending weird vibes
Instead of sending weird vibes

WEDNESDAY

Love it comes and goes I guess I’m easy to leave
What is it that changed their minds so suddenly?
“It’s not you, it’s me,” What does that mean?
They never last too long, what does that say about me?
Say about me?

When my heart only gets broken on a Wednesday
Stupid Wednesday
It’s the middle of the week, and they think:
“I just can’t love her anymore.”
Wednesday
Not my day
Love me love me not, they’ve got to know for sure by
Wednesday, Wednesday

So leave me all alone I guess I’m better off
There’s part of me they can’t digest but the rest is far too soft
“It’s not you, it’s me,” What does that mean?
Can’t stop until I figure it out, what does that say about me?
Say about me?

When my heart only gets broken on a Wednesday
Stupid Wednesday
It’s the middle of the week, and they think:
“I just can’t love her anymore.”
Wednesday
Not my day
Love me love me not, they’ve got to know for sure by
Wednesday, Wednesday, Wednesday

“It’s not you, it’s me,” What does that mean?
“It’s not you, it’s me,” What does that mean?
What does that mean?
What does that mean?

MOUNTAIN SONG

Sleepless night out in the godless cold
I wonder how many hours it’s been since I lied down
Frost in the tent, under a million stars
Trying to connect the dots on the stories that are bound

In the sky, she knows
The weight of your heavy feet
The ache in your shaky knees
The clouds, they feel
The chill of your sweaty skin
The darkness that pulls you in

But up on the mountain we climb
The sky is burning red, I think that I can see my house from here
As the trees exhale,
The breath in my lungs collide with the sight in my hungry eyes
Didn’t know the world could look like this
I think I wanna be a scientist

Jumping around trying to create some heat
To seep through my weary bones and the muscles that are sore
Nearing the top, a blanket of fog surrounds
Nothing but mountain sounds echo through the dawn

Of the sky, she knows
The weight of your heavy heart,
The aches pulling you apart
The clouds, they feel
The chill of your naked ears,
The darkness from all those years

But up on the mountain we climb
The sky is burning red, I think that I can see my house from here
As the trees exhale,
The breath in my lungs collide with the sight in my hungry eyes
Didn’t know the world could look like this
I think I wanna be a scientist

Didn’t know the world could look like this
I think I wanna be a scientist

SPINNING

Your lips taste like rum, this is all that I wanted . . . I thought
You say that you love me, “genuinely,” but I know it’s the alcohol
Why is it you can only feel this way

When the world is spinning, spinning, spinning
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning
When the world is spinning, spinning, spinning
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning

Don’t wanna forget it, I think you regret it . . . but I don’t
And I was trying to let you go, ‘cause you were mine before, but now we’re in the in-between
Why is it you can only feel this way

When the world is spinning, spinning, spinning
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning
When the world is spinning, spinning, spinning
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning

CHANGE YOUR/MY MIND

Maybe this will be something to laugh at when we are old
That time when we thought we’d die because the pain wouldn’t fold
Can’t tell if you love me now or if it’s only in waves
Phasing in and out of full moon but I’m too tired to wait

I know you’ll change, I know you’ll change your mind
Please don’t change, please don’t change your mind

Taking the time to let the miles between us speak for themselves
They told me your only reach out when it’s convenient for yourself
Hindsight’s a bitch that held the truth all this time like a secret
But somewhere in my memories, I swear I could never see it

I know you’ll change, I know you’ll change your mind
Please don’t change, please don’t change your mind
Don’t wanna change, don’t wanna change my mind
I’m tired of changing, I’m tired of changing my mind

Maybe this will be something to laugh at when we are old

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