Breakfast In Bed

I am sorry about the spring and the summer
and the way they can steal you down
and I promise in a few months I will
pick you up off of the ground
and tell you the questions that I have,
tell you the answers that I haven’t got
I’ll sing you the songs I didn’t write
and tell you I’m everything that I’m not

Let’s find an excuse to disrobe each other
and act like that’s enough
and if we’re quiet maybe your brother
won’t ever guess about us

I made these pancakes if you want them
and you can steal all of my clothes
just be here in the morning and let me kiss your nose
There will be no dancing here
after you fly away
there will be no dancing here
I’ve got nothing more to say

Pick up the your clothes
and I will get mine too
like a post-acopolyptic scene after I make love to you
I’ll do my laundry before you get here
because I love it when you wear my shirts,
I never wash them after you come over
because I love the way your scent makes me hurt

Come on baby, let’s go again
and forget the flight
I swear to God if we can make it last
it’ll be alright

I made these pancakes if you want them
and you can steal all of my clothes
just be here in the morning and let me kiss your nose
There will be no dancing here
after you fly away
there will be no dancing here
I’ve got nothing more to say


Tags: songs foolish

Use the Window

The story we’ll tell says we didn’t do it
but here I am hiding on your bathroom floor
They said that I was just another player 
but I can’t tell who’s winning am I keeping score? 

She doesn’t know, it’s our little secret
but you can see the stories written on my neck, 
get your make-up out they’ll never find out
best friends don’t leave scratch marks on each other’s backs

On your phone, your new boyfriend sounds like he’s 
six foot two and in love with you
but here we are
the way we are
your hips are on mine but your eyes are so far

And when you’re drunk and you need saving
I’ll be the one you call and I will not come
because we both know if they find out anything
we will both lose everything and then some

Instead I’ll call your new boyfriend
and tell him with a whisper that you’re alone
I will stay up for hours
and dream about what if I had taken you home

On your phone, your new boyfriend sounds like he’s 
five foot four and he adores you
but here we are
the way we are
your hips are on mine but your eyes are so far

I’m pretty sure, you love me more 
but then again I know how your body lies
and all I have are all these letters
in six different notebooks I’m gonna light them on fire

When you leave, I won’t blame you
it’s not like we have a lot to live for
after all, I’m just another player
and you were just a game, are you keeping score? 

When your Theory Proff and you spend an hour discussing punk and he shows you the cool shit you didn’t know you needed to listen to so much 

a flash of pain spells your name on my message machine, I just can’t erase it

 A local band here that’s really good

hoyesunexito:

A song that I wrote in high school (about 3 years ago). Don’t know why it took so long for me to actually record it…

this is that song called “Siren” that Andy wrote and I wrote a shitty second part to. 

Tags: andy songs music

please stop
reading all of those
young adult novels
like looking for alaska
or the perks of being a wallflower

This may be the most important song of our generation

(via thehumankitten)

I don’t actually know anybody named Victoria but it’s a fun name to sing? 

this is me singing Housewarming Party by Joyce Manor into a microphone that can’t handle my awesome rock’n’roll vocals

I haven’t been able to talk for a week because my mouth has been too swollen so I’m a little bit excited to be able to move my mouth. 

I’m very loud in real life

another song I wrote but I don’t sing it very well

once I bought drugs and Andy was there and we wrote a song about it and I recorded it when I was drunk