The Greatest Fall Of All Time - Words, and Lyrics by Andrew Jordan. Music by Matchbook Romance
The hand of my clock strikes two
In times when I got the best of you
We made promises we couldn't keep
And every night we couldn't sleep.
I didn't know why, but didn't ask questions
because it was the first time in my life, yeah the first time in my life
Where I, did something right.
I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time
You pick me apart
While I search for witty things to say (In my defense)
"You'll never amount to anything anyway"
(Don't press your luck, don't press your luck)
And think that I'm impressed with your one night stands
and your contagious kiss
I'm trying to get this right
Yeah, cause I'm ridiculous like that
I'll keep this as
A constant reminder
Of the nights I spent holding onto her
And rest assured I'm moving on
I miss you less, with each day your gone (your gone)


"Stay With Me"
Finch
once again your eyes make it hard to say goodbye
so i'll just keep driving
where do you wanna go?
it doesn't really matter as long as you are here with me
with me
with me

whoa, there's something in the air tonight
something that makes me feel alive and i say
whoa, what were the words that you said to me
that made me feel so special now

once again your eyes make it hard to ask you why
so i sit here knuckles tight
hands against the wheel
your head against the glass and you mean so much to me
to me
to me

whoa, there's something in the air tonight
something that makes me feel alive and i say
whoa, what were the words that you said to me
that made me feel so special now

whoa (stay with me)
whoa (stay with me)
whoa (stay with me)
whoa (stay)
stay with me
cigarettes and open air, hand in hand
i said stay with me
cuz every star that i see is brighter than the last
so stay with me

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Trapped inside of your eyes,
gleam like stars above, emptiness inside.
Caught inside of your arms, warmer than the sun,
never felt so full.

Although I can see, time is not running out,
I still run behind everything.
I don't understand, I embrace every thought,
every word... everything.

You're watching, my heart being, so close to you,
your bleeding thoughts.
Open wounds still breathing
You're my everything, you're my everything...

Left behind hateful thoughts, overwhelmed by your mind,
lost in time again.
Shadows bringing me down, jealous of your face,
drowning in your awe.

Although I can see, time is not running out,
I still run behind everything.
I don't understand, I embrace every thought,
every word... everything.

You're watching, my heart being, so close to you,
your bleeding thoughts.
Open wounds still breathing
You're my everything, you're my everything...

Tears of unseen light, heart stopping.
Tears of unseen hope, heart stopping.

You're watching, my heart being, so close to you,
your bleeding thoughts.
Open wounds still breathing
You're my everything, you're my everything...

The truth brings new meaning, you're my everything,
and time stands still.


something corporate - konstantine

i can't imagine all the people that you know
and the places that you go
when the lights are turned down low
and i don't understand all the things you've seen
but i'm slipping in-between
you and your big dreams
it's always you
in my big dreams

and you tell me that it's over
wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers
and you’re restless, and i'm naked
you've gotta get out
you can't stand to see me shaking, no
could you let me go?
i didn't think so

and you don't wanna be here in the future
so you say the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past
and you don't wanna look much closer
cause you’re afraid to find out all this hope
you had sent into the sky by now had crashed
and it did, because of me

and then you bring me home
afraid to find out that you're alone
and i'm sleeping in your living room
but we don't have much room to live

i had these dreams that i learned to play guitar
maybe cross the country
become a rock star
and there was hope in me that i could take you there
but dammit you're so young
well i don't think i care
and if i hurt you, then i'm sorry
please don't think that this was easy

then you bring me home
cause we both know what it's like to be alone
and i'm dreaming in your living room
but we don't have much room to live

and konstantine is walking down the stairs
doesn't she look good
standing in her underwear
and i was thinking
what i was thinking
we've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere

my konstantine came walking down the stairs
and all that i could do is touch her long blonde hair
and i've been thinking
it hurts me thinking that these nights
when we were drinking, no they never got us anywhere, no

this is because i can spell konfusion with a k, and i like it
it's to dying in another's arms and why i had to try it
it's to jimmy eat world and those nights in my car
when the first star you see may not be a star
i'm not your star
isn't that what you said
what you thought this song meant

and if this is what it takes
just to lie in my mistakes
and live with what i did to you
and all the hell i put you through
i always catch the clock
it's 11:11
and now you want to talk
it's not hard to dream
you'll always be my konstantine

my konstantine, they'll never hurt you like i do
no, they'll never hurt you like i do
no, no, no, no ,no, no, no, no

this is to a girl who got into my head
with all the pretty things she did
hey, you know, you keep me up in bed
this is to a girl who got into my head
with all these fucked up things i did
hey, maybe, baby
you could keep me up in bed
my konstantine

you spin around me like a dream we played out on this movie screen
and i said
did you know i missed you?
did you know i missed you?
did you know i missed you?
did you know i missed you?
did you know i missed you?
did you know i missed you?
did you know i missed you?
oh god, i miss you

and then you bring me home
and we'll go to sleep, but this time, not alone, no, no
and you'll kiss me in your living room
i know, you'll miss me in your living room
cause these nights i think maybe that i'll miss you in my living room
we don't have much room
i said does anybody need that room?
because we all need a little more room to live


Hey guys I don't feel like writing anything else tonight...look over the lyrics, each one relates to someone...
You see if you can figure it out, and I'll tell you when I'm ready.

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Monday, June 16, 2003

Looking at life, I've taken in quite a few things in the past few days...and I don't understand the way people are acting but today, I don't care...
It's an important thing, I know now, to realize that it's never wise to concentrate on all of the bad things that come your way in life. It must always be kept in mind that the good things in life, no matter how few and far between or even how plentiful they may be, are the nutrients of our souls. Devastation, misery, loss...these can all be felt so strongly...yet they fade away...and if the good times in life are not remembered after the clouds of depression have dissipated, then it can truly be said that we have nothing.
This had been especially fitting for me lately...in going through pictures I have realized that while my past relationships may not have been wonderful in every aspect, I know now that relationships aren't supposed to be perfect. You win some, you lose some, and you get experience along the way. For every relationship that didn't work out, I have tons of pictures of times when things were good, when smiles were genuine and hugs were felt in extraordinary ways...
The last few days have been interesting for me...I'm wondering what to say to people to keep them in my life...because I really feel that I can't live a good life without them...
Love is an odd thing, isn't it? It is the force that makes and breaks our souls, should we be vulnerable to allow it to capture us.
And is it not true that first loves die hard? Well. I would in fact argue that first loves never die...but that's just me.

You wanted feedback from me and now you're getting it...it may have taken longer than you expected but I had to sort things out, in my head...had to think of the right things to say...because I want to make things alright...
I remember you all too well. I remember the shape of your face and the feel of your hands and the way your eyes let me know how you were really feeling. I remember our pettiness in middle school and how when we finally let go of all of it it was all but too late for us...I remember being heartbroken...I remember feeling like you didn't care like I did...but then talking to you and knowing that you might even care MORE than I did...
I remember the way you were, and...I thought you would always be there for me, never thought we'd be standing where we are today...I don't want to lose this anymore than you do...the memories pour back to me and I can't help but acknowledge them...you slipping me notes between classes, me writing you quotes from every song that ever reminded me of you, making plans and then breaking them, football games that I only wished would end so we could get back on the bus and ignore everyone but ourselves...we made our own little universe, apart from our peers, from my friends and yours, it was just us...I remember those days...you need to know that part of me will always be living in those days, in the days when I was just this innocent little girl, falling in love with the rebellious boy who nobody really knew but me...you need to know that part of me is always going to love you...because GOD you are magical...all you had to do EVER was hug me and all of my problems would go away in that instant...I can never thank you enough for the love you continually show me...I know in my heart that you would never hurt me on purpose...trust me, we are both dealing with transitional feelings. I am always here. Don't be afraid to come to me whenever you're ready.

You wanted a poem the other night I believe...here is one I wrote this past semester at Wesleyan.
Constantly tragic
Memorizing every step you take
And retracting them in time
Considering a love that never fully bloomed
But could have flown for eternity
Boundaries never crossed...
Constantly tragic and
Constantly wondering

Vented*~*L*E*C*~* @ 7:51 PM

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Sunday, June 15, 2003

I think I'm going crazy.
I really do.
Grr.

Vented*~*L*E*C*~* @ 10:12 PM

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