4-inch heels

Ya, I can walk in heels,
I can look nice, I can look 'sexy,'
I can do both at once if I want to
but I'm not that girl

in all those movies that are so-
so testosterone fueled,
fighting monsters, warriors, criminals, ninjas,
climbing mountains, swimming rushing rivers,

skydiving,
without ever smudging her make-up
and all in 4-inch heels.
-How does she do that anyway?- -Hush, I want to watch the movie!-

This is my favorite part.
The heroin isn't on screen,
she's re-applying her mascara
from that last scene of dramatic heartbreak.

Her love interest plays the muscle and she plays the brains,
but my favorite role
is the handsome cynic who provides the comic relief
from the brave, roller-coasting, sweet romance.

But in the end he, too, follows the mysterious and alluring stranger
in the tight black dress
and the 4-inch heels.
-how does she do that anyway?-

I Can't Look at Photographs Anymore and it's Your Fault

Don't tell me you're frozen
Move for me, but please don't leave
I don't take photographs for granted
I just think you're not as photogenic as you think

You're smiling for the camera
I wish you were smiling here, still
You look so fake I just can't stand it
You're more real in person than you are on film

It's made me hate the pictures
taped up and framed on all my walls
Why do I have them in the first place?
They're just reminders and excuses for all my falls

So don't tell me you're frozen
Jump out of the picture, talk to me
I don't take photographs for granted
I had just hoped in vain that you'd never leave me.

Thinking About Giving Up

can't stop thinking about everything that is gone
cant start thinking about everything that goes wrong
focus eludes me, my brain is half dead
i cant explain the world so maybe i'll just go to bed

you can feel my
pulse its slowing
yet my anxiety
it's growing

tell you what maybe i'll just call it quits

the earth keeps spinning when i'm out of ideas
the earth started shaking when i first checked in
focus eludes me, my brain is half dead
i can't control the world so maybe i'll just go to bed

i can see your
eyelids, closing
yet your energy
it's glowing

only you keep me from calling it quits

Imprisoned

you look out your window
in your own little prison
you keep yourself hidden
never let yourself out

I want so bad to save you,
to see the real you
not just you through the bars
of that prison of yours

inside your head
you danced till you bled
even though that dedication
is missing, instead
there's no woman I know
where's the woman I know

who wouldn't stand for anything
who'd stand up for everything

your heart is still gold but your head's full of led
stop killing yourself and come back to bed

I just want to save you,
to see the real you
Don't keep yourself hidden
Please let yourself out