Elastic Bands

did i steal last part?

elastic is better than
what i'd rather do
and i hold her like sand

when you held me like sand
i never had a problem
falling through your hands
At least there was a shot then

The looser that you hold
The longer that it lingers
That memory is old
It fell right through your fingers

another weird random unpublished draft

awkward now
will be forever
i know how
you want me to seem

i get by
you can't see me spinning
you can tell
always be a type b

never shake
never tremble like normal
i don't care about
mortality,

stay awake
i can't stand the quiet
acting out
no more reality

and i ask you why
we still hang out
and you ask me what
i like about you

when the pain is greater then the fear

looking thru drafts i didnt publish

you spent all day alone

my touch is troublesome
you're too tired to endure
and i am sat a symptom

you hide out seeking praise
from every name but mine
soon you'll walk away
but you tempt me with time

CORAK
id rather be your charity
id rather be your shrine
could i be a parody
of some single barrelled time

you talk about another man
you're on another plane
you're face is heavenly and sad

i'm running your campaign

maybelline time gurl

Meantime girl

 VERSE

Sick of being a meantime girl

I’m sick of meantime boys

They say there’s some girls that you marry

The one’s who will carry

But me I’m just a practice toy

 VERSE

Hate knowing I’m that last case fuck

I’m sick of hearing stay in touch

Make me feel as though I’m special

Maybe even preferential

I say, “At your service thanks so much”

 FIRST PRECHORUS

You can tell me it’s a fairytale

The love I want’s not real

I feel sorry for your life

More sorry for your wife

Losing blue rare for a happy meal

 CHORUS

I’M NOT YOUR KILL TIME

I AM NOT YOUR KILL TIME

MIGHT NOT WANT TO GET TO KNOW ME

BUT I GET SO BORED SO LONELY

THAT TONIGHT I AM YOUR MEANTIME GIRL.

SECOND PRECHORUS

I don’t want to be your easy come easy go.

I keep hearing you say As you Wish

You’re saying I know I know I KNOW I KNOW

 VERSE

Sick of being your nine lives girl

Stockholm is alive and well

I cannot seem to stop obsessing

Cause the pain is now my blessing

Seems more like a castle than a cell

 CHORUS

I’M NOT YOUR KILL TIME

I AM NOT YOUR KILL TIME

MIGHT NOT WANT TO GET TO KNOW ME

BUT I GET SO BORED SO LONELY

THAT TONIGHT I AM YOUR MEANTIME GIRL.