Femme Fatale

You’d think I’d get tired of this poetic rant stuff
But fuck it
I wish I had you
I don’t even like you
Just like the others
A femme fatale, or what have you
Ear plugs and I can’t sleep, even if I wanted to
Same song, always on repeat
No drive, but I still want you
Your tattoo sucks and it’ll never delete
What a shame,
A painting with no view
A joke with no cue
A brain with no clue
A tease with no cum
A laugh with no fun
Hot but she’s dumb
Exactly what my dad said about my mum
Oh life
What fun


Red Velvet

Red velvet
Not the cupcakes
Only the shirts
I’ve got the shakes
But I like the way it hurts
I forgot to eat again
I forget always
I forgot to sleep again
Eyes open for days
Red velvet
Expensive taste
No silk duvet of flesh will cover my ribcage
I’ve been reading you for years
I’m on the same page
Red velvet
She’s the one who pleasures
I’m the one who pays
Through the tongue
Or gum
Or nose, always
Inhaling it all
Red velvet

Skinny Left Arm

My life is a comedy
My life is a tragedy
Thank god I don’t take myself seriously
The past was a profanity
My future isn’t so much
At least I hope not
I think I want to be in a band
I guess I’d like that a lot
Long hair
Skinny left arm
I get by with my accent and lucid charm
I wish I was my therapists son
I wish I didn’t wish I was my therapists son
I write with my right arm
Don’t do much with my left one
Down go the moons
Up come the suns
Brush your teeth
Clean your gums
Wake at midday
Low adrenaline, but I’m okay
Got nothing to say
Achy head, go away
Skinny left arm
Again it’s numb
Don’t eat enough, but that’s okay
I woke up at noon
Skinny left arm
I’ll tattoo you soon
We’ll make it to where we want to be
We’ll be somewhere worth being soon

Bars In My Head

It’s a game
It’s the time of year, we play
Oh, what a shame
Still single, can’t mingle the same way
No more no
Clutching for fame
I’m a member of the bars in my head anyway
But oh, what a shame
“I’m done with you and I haven’t cried today”
For me, nothing is up and nothing is down
For you, I always played the clown
But you, you always seemed to put me down
So I take it down
Just like my sisters
I move around
New soho is the home I’ve found
No shadows to talk about
No girls to sing about
Is it bad?
Is this the happy some people sing about?
I’m alone
But I’m not lonely
You can scream
You can shout
You can squint
You can pout
Just to get your way with me
Just to have something to talk about, no doubt
But something has changed in me
I’m writing without you now
I’m writing without anyone to write about


No longer a flame
You are now my ghost
Your candle isn’t lit
There’s no line of best fit
So you spent all your money
And that’s why you should never have had it
Now the cards you were dealt weren’t great, but not everyone is Brad Pitt
I say this, but I’m the same
Different pitch, but the same ball-game
So here I sit
Wondering why I never, why she never came
I let her know it was all okay
But she lied anyway
Guess I still want her but I know that’s just me
And I know she wouldn’t want me even if I was who she wanted me to be
And I know I wouldn’t want her if her love was cost-free
So I’m alone
But I like that
Means I can wait for another one who is better than that
Beautiful but selfish, the brain of a shellfish, the arrogance of a cat
So yeah
I hate it, but I’d still go there
I hate it, that I’d still ‘bang that’
And even if you were a vegan; you’ll always be a twat
And I stand by that
I guess
Sometimes a spade is just a spade
And a rat is just a rat

Love to love her

Old flavours die hard
Her love may be different
But her hate will be the same
I’ll taste the same taste
Yeah, I could give up
But giving up would be a waste
Is her vanity a real currency?
If she can’t stomach the look of her own face?
I don’t know who I am
So how could she love me?
No matter her time, no matter her place
Wealthy or poor, I’ll ask her for more
Then I’ll forget myself, without a trace
And her face will take the place of my own face
And this is where I’m swallowed by my own embrace
So then I try to love her but I lose interest
I lose interest because love is a long walk with somebody else
But I run alone, like it’s a race
I run alone, until I lose the trail
Yeah, I would love to love her
But if I tried, I know I’d fail
Yeah, I would love to love her
But in chasing somebody else
I know in reality
I’m chasing my own tail

Lonely lover

Lonely lover

I guess I’m alone again

She’s gone, I’m glad

A pain in the Ass

But still, I’m sad

They say I gave up

They say I’m heartless

I jump headfirst into you every time

You didn’t want it back then

But you want it now regardless

I don’t want to be yours

You want to be mine

You cry

So do I

Darling goodbye

Because when you love; you smother

So again, I’m back

I’m the lonely lover

Cash Machine Enemy

You don’t listen
You don’t let me be me
You tie me down
You clip my wings
You stop me being free
I have to watch you like a hawk
As you talk and talk and talk
You don’t know what you’re saying
You own 5 businesses
Yet to your son you stop paying
By your help I’m hindered and you love it
By my side you never were
As a little boy you told me to shove it
You never could understand me
Maybe you never will
Maybe one day you will see
I’m sad I’m bad I’m this I’m that, I’m a slut and that is that
I’m sick of your judgement
You’re not proud of me
You’ll die a machine who could’ve been my hero
Instead you’re my cash machine enemy


So now you’ve made me smile
Your name is on my block
It’s been a while
Since someone’s eyes had picked my lock
Sad again
But I promise you I’ll see you again
l do
I just don’t know how
I just don’t know when
I know you’re cleverer than me
But feelings are stupid you see
So what do I do?
No don’t be down, don’t be blue
Because one day you’ll be who you want to be
You won’t paint your face to feel valued
You’ll find the value in being you
No don’t believe me, just be true
Is it in my mind?
Is it in her?
I’m head over heals
So I’m on the hard shoulder
I’m texting back fast
So I’m driving away, to find her at last
I survived the blast
I couldn’t find my memories
So they’re all a blur
So who’d have thought
To find myself I’d have to find her