Germany

You hold your huge gun
As I grab some sticks and stones
I'm just waiting for the sun to come
'Cause I know all my will is gone.

You know what to say to ruin a place
That was supposed to be good, supposed to be safe
You know what to do to put down my walls
And make me feel so small.

~chorus:
I feel like you're Germany
And this house declared World War II
Talk about how England is mean and unfair
But that's not the whole truth.
So you can tell them you didn't mean it
But I noticed the smoke
Maybe right now you don't see it
But I'm no longer alone.

I hear the judgement of a thousand men
But it all comes from you
You know you left me no choice but stay
'Cause there's no place I can flee to.

And I hear the noise downstairs
Silently hoping you'll stay there
An act of mad is not an act of brave
But maybe I'm going insane.

~chorus:
I feel like you're Germany
And this house declared World War II
Talk about how England is mean and unfair
But that's not the whole truth.
So you can tell them you didn't mean it
But I noticed the smoke
Maybe right now you don't see it
But I'm no longer alone.

~bridge:
So now I'll grab my sword
Because I can never have a gun
You will always have more
And know more, and be more
But maybe I'll burn
I'll get some matches and burn it all
I'll scream everything I want
And then I'll leave
'Cause there will be no option but run.

~chorus:
I feel like you're Germany
And this house declared World War II
Talk about how England is mean and unfair
But that's not the whole truth.
So you can tell them that you cared
But I noticed the smoke
You can tell them that I'm a mess
'Cause it's true.
But so are you.

Replay

I said something that didn't make sense
But you laughed anyway
And that's how it starts.

Suddenly there was a smile
A little spark in your curious eyes
And I thought "This could be something, you know..."

That's how it goes...

~chorus:
You held my hand and you held my breath
I thought "Oh, no, not a panic attack"
Then you got lost in your words trying to make a point
Then kissed me
Like it should be.

We sat around the boundfire and sang a song
Pretending to know lyrics we'd never heard
I said goodnight, or maybe you did
I watched you all the way to my dreams.

~chorus:
When I saw you again you were still there
The light in your eyes seemed too bright to just pass
Then I got lost in my words trying to make a point
And you kissed me
Like it should be.

~bridge:
But suddenly the colours changed
We were hurt and sad and I couldn't say
Whatever I was thinking 'cause I didn't know
But if that's so...
Why did I keep replaying those days in my head?
Sppining them around like a bottle in Truth Or Dare
I chose my truth and walked away
Never really gave you a final say.

~chorus:
I watched you stare from across the room
Like a bad end of a movie that was supposed to be good
Then I got lost in my acts trying to find the facts
And I walked to you
I sat by you.

You said something that didn't make sense
And I kissed you again.
That's how it ends.

What Writers Do

I go
Away
You don't know
Which apologize to say
This time

We kiss
One last time
I wish to say
I followed your eyes
Back to me
But that's a lie
'Cause I left
And you let me.

Green on brown
No sound
No birds, no rain
No rainbow, no /pause/ pain.

~chorus:
If I took the last plane
You wouldn't stop me
But I'll pretend you would.
Pretend that if we had a final say
It wouldn't be just "sorry"
'Cause that's what writers do.

If writing is creating a dot
Why am I stuck with semicolons?
Paragraphs that are getting too long
Sentences that should end but they won't.

I get that you won't call
I'm not even sure if I want that
But I don't like spending time
In stories that get me nowhere.

~chorus:
If we danced for hours
Although we can't dance
I'd pretend we could.
Pretend that if I were in a tower
And you had to save me, you would
'Cause that's what writers do.
I know, I know, I know
That's what writers do.

~bridge:
I can't resist
I have to find a point to it all
You cannot be
A side effect or bad call
Secondary characters
That no one really saw
Just bricks on a wall.
Bricks on a wall.

~outro:
And if I was told to write a song
I'd make it somehow heroic
'Cause that's what lovers do
But I am not a lover
And writing is not about lying
But I'll keep on creating answers
For questions I never asked
'Cause that's what I do.
Maybe Shakespeare did it as well
But this is not his story to tell.

? (Question Mark)

It all began with one word
Can't remember which one it was
But that's not a big deal
Is it?

'Cause you can't give me a reason to stay
But you can't watch me walk away
I've got a 100 reasons to run
Still I return.

~chorus:
Is he cruel or is he honest?
How can days be erased by a moment?
A big mistake or a huge revelation
I don't wanna cave in to intense frustration
'Cause you apologized looking into my eyes
Just tell me, am I falling for a lie?

I watched you from across the room
I think it's killing you too
But how can I trust myself
When I was so wrong about you?

You talk about brats but you're clearly one
With the damn green eyes I could stare at for a month
Are you sad you missed a shot
Or you just sorry you got caught?

~chorus:
Is he cruel or is he honest?
How can days be erased by a moment?
A big mistake or a huge revelation
I don't wanna cave in to intense frustration
'Cause you apologized looking into my eyes
Just tell me, am I falling for a lie?

~bridge:
I trust no one, I run from everyone
But I stayed for you
I can't make myself say it's over
But screw you, freaking Marx lover.

~chorus:
Is he cruel or is he honest?
How can days be erased by a moment?
A big mistake or a huge revelation
I don't wanna cave in to intense frustration
'Cause you apologized looking into my eyes
Just tell me, are we all pretenders in disguise?