Jerrod Niemann - Lover, Lover

Matchbox Twenty - If You're Gone (Video)

Just go!

I don't know what the hell happened, I don't think I was around for it. Did I miss something here? I'm not a mushroom. Don't feed me bullshit and keep me in the dark. I can't keep up this ficad. And neither can you. I'm seriously about to give up. How did it come to this? So many things said, planned and done. Seems like a huge waste of my precious time. I don't have anything left in me to do this all over again. I don't think my heart can take it. I don't think I'll come away from this unjaded, hatefull and mean. I had such high hopes. But it seems I'm the one giving it all and getting very little in return. There's something seriously wrong and I can feel it in my throat. There's this lump there and it's sinking into the pit of my stomach. I'm anxious, and so very sad it's going to go down like this. Just like all the rest. It'll come to a head and I'll be there to see it all happen, and poof! It's all over from that point on. I hate LIARS and MANIPULATORS. How do they always find me? What is it that attracts them to me? Is it because I have my shit together? Is it because I have integrity and honor? I don't lie or manipulate the situation. Am I gonna come away from this cold, hurt again? AGAIN? Where is my blue waters? I'm trying. I tried so hard this time. Maybe that is the problem. I try to hard to be loved. I try to make everyone happy. And who ends up broken hearted and lonely? Me. I'm done trying. I need some proof that you are who you say you are. I need proof you love me whole hartedly. If you don't, just go.

Let me go! Don't keep me on a string. Don't keep giving me excuses and lies. You don't talk to me anyway. You don't really want to be with me. You'd rather be free, then go. By all means go! But don't ever come back. I won't take you back, I won't talk to you. Just go. Be the guy you wanna be that you can't be with me.

I need something more. I need to know I'm loved. I need to know you care. Don't tell me you care. Your actions tell me you really don't. I need to be taken care of, love and occasionally spoiled. I need to be who I am. Not at your becon call. I don't want to bring this down on you now, espically now, but I can't help the way I feel and I feel like you're already gone. So just go.

I'll survive you. I'll come back stronger and better. And I will be untouchable to you. Have a nice life and don't let the door hit you on the way out!

Later.

JG

Bush - Glycerine

Don't Go Away

Modest Mouse - Missed The Boat

"Missed The Boat"

While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ear's door but you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh please just last

Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well we all just got caught looking
At somebody else's page
Well nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a dam

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Saying yes, this is a fine promotion
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell

Of course everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a pillar
We just used it as a crutch
We were certainly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
Well we didn't need the water
But we just built that good God dam

Oh, and I know this of myself
I assume as much for other people
Oh, and I know this of myself
We've listened more to life's end gong
Than the sound of life's sweet bliss

Was it ever worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well we knew we missed the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite
We just dance at our wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands
A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks
Sitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boat

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves

Crazy (Gnarls Barkley Cover) - Ray Lamontagne

Ray LaMontagne - Let It Be Me

Make me believe

You run away, I wouldn't take back
Every day that we spent but
That one night you did me wrong
Led me on, same old song

All my girls say make him pay
Kick him out, let him stay
I'm so confused and misused
I feel abused, so abused

And I'm not talking about would I, should I, could I
And I'm not talking 'bout the things I should've did
And I'm not talking about would I, should I, could I
And I'm not talking 'bout the things I should've did

Make me believe that you'll stick around for good
Make me believe that I'm not misunderstood
Make me believe, make me believe, make me believe
I'm not buying what you're selling, quit with all the lies you're telling

Make me believe that I'm not just all your dream
Make me believe that you're not just full of it
Make me believe, make me believe, make me believe
I'm not buying what you're selling, quit with all the lies you're telling

You wonder why this girl won't answer
When you call and romance her
You're so amazed that I don't pay
You attention these days

All my girls say he's just there
For the ride, he don't care
So come on, one on one
Here's your chance prove them wrong

And I'm not talking about would I, should I, could I
And I'm not talking 'bout the things I should've did
And I'm not talking about would I, should I, could I
And I'm not talking 'bout the things I should've did
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/angel-taylor-lyrics/make-me-believe-lyrics.html ]

Make me believe that you'll stick around for good
Make me believe that I'm not misunderstood
Make me believe, make me believe, make me believe
I'm not buying what you're selling, quit with all the lies you're telling

Make me believe that I'm not just all your dream
Make me believe that you're not just full of it
Make me believe, make me believe, make me believe
I'm not buying what you're selling, quit with all the lies you're telling

Boy you won me over, another Casanova
Now I'm gonna show you while I'm messing with your head
Boy you won me over, another Casanova
Now I'm gonna show you while I'm messing with your head
Messing with your head, messing with your head
Messing with your head

Make me believe that I'm not just all your dream
Make me believe that you're not just full of it
Make me believe, make me believe, make me believe
I'm not buying what you're selling, quit with all the lies you're telling

Make me believe that you'll stick around for good
Make me believe that I'm not misunderstood
Make me believe, make me believe, make me believe
I'm not buying what you're selling, quit with all the lies you're telling

Boy you won me over, another Casanova
Now I'm gonna show you while I'm messing with your head
Boy you won me over, another Casanova
Now I'm gonna show you while I'm messing with your head

Just Takes A Little Time

I've been pondering things this past week. Everything has been a challenge and more difficult then I'd expected. But I think we've come out of it stronger. There are things I wish for, things that would make life easier. (Don't we all!) There's going to be some decisions I have to make very shortly. Some will be heart breaking. Others will be weight lifting. But they are coming and I have to step up and do it. I can feel it coming. Some old things that need to be put in the past and left there. Or new things will not transpire nor exist. And there should be proof before anything is to move forward. I feel as though I'm at a stand still. Unable to move forward or back. I have learned to make time for things. I have learned it's going to take time and I have to trust again. I'm trying so hard to listen and trust. But sometimes my own mind gets in the way. It's so hard to trust my instincts. It's so hard to trust other's. You just never know what they are capeable of until they are pushed to their own limits. I keep telling myself, it's just a matter of time. I'm so impatient, so predictable, so gulible. Am I on the right path? Have I choosen wisely? We'll see what life shall be.

JGrace.

Run, dude, RUN!

Watching and waiting to see what transposes.

My pride has taken a shot,

the embarrassment is almost too much to bear.

I gave you an "out", but yet you stay.

For now, I say.

It's all changed, it's all rearranged.

Another "out" may be needed,

if taken, i'll be crushed.

But free once again,

alone,

able to rebuild my pride, in my own time.

Too hard to tell me to my face.

Own up to it. Just do it.

I won't break, I won't go "crazy" or freak out.

I'm a solid chick. I'll get over it.

I've tried patience, I've tried interventions.

This is something you have to do on your own.

Without me.

If you so choose, I'll be here to listen.

Though it will not be the same.

I will change along with your decisions.

But know this......

She'll destroy you if she can't have you.

She'll do everything in her power to pull you apart.

She is a black widow,

waiting to feed on your last dying breath.

And I just can't watch. I can't sit and say nothing.

I won't.

Though my feelings for you run very deep,

I won't sit by and watch you be manipulated and deceived.

Run, Dude, Fucking run!

Just run.

I'll be over here, pretending not to see the anguish on your face.

Pretending not to see the chaos that you're addicted to.

I don't know what you think you've lost in the past,

that you could regain,

but she's not the answer,

she's the confussion, the chaos,

the hurt

and the manipulative force that you question in your heart.

You're not really here anyway.

Spaced out, too much thinking, barely talking.

Just not there,

and haven't been for months now.

Is she worth loosing me?

Seems to be all you think about.

So just......

Run, dude, run,

so I can get over you.

J. Grace.

hot n' cold