sometimes you just have to go there.

i just shot myself with a forty five and while i'm lying here bleeding out i thought i should take the time;

if i find myself at the top of a mountain, glad to know your there beside me

i always thought it was complicated but it turns out to be very elementary

tonight i saw jesus and he told me to tell you hi

the desert sands could never leave me, the air will never get too dry

i've always been a sucker for your attitude, being wrong will never get old

i remember the days when you had purple eyes and waking up was my favorite time

i've never been short of words to say, but you, your timing is golden

i could carry around the weight of this thing, cause the other option i can't even hold

don't be afraid to chase your dreams, they're never too far away

if we could all catch a falling star...well, duh, we'd put it in our pocket

every time i sing "something happens..." it dawns on me, yeah it does

go into the light alone and don't hesitate to call

i'll be there once i patch this bleeding bullet hole in my skull

ps. i'm really ok, i just hadn't written anything dark and gruesome as of late:)