September 17

"Don't you dare speak for someone you don't know.

They'll feel it in the back of their throat.
We know I can't construct a poem
'cause words, like girls, get bored and run.
C'est la vie - I say "I've got so many better things."
I've got nothing; You should see me.
I smoke myself to sleep...

and blame postmodern things. I can't relate,
like summer camp and coastal states.
Like alcohol and coffee beans,
dance floors and magazines.
I think its safe to say I've only got myself to blame,
but boys in swooping haircuts are bringing me down,
taking pictures of themselves.

And so I walk the web in search of love
but always seem to end up stuck.
I'm finding flaws in everyone.
I've reached the point where all I want
is to sleep around in hopes that I will catch back up.
We are parallel lines; We’re running in circles
we're never meant to cross.

I'm at a loss, you were my tangerine,
my pussycat, my trampoline.
Now all's I get are wincing cheeks
and dog problems. I signed a lease
thinking my heart belonged at 93rd and Park.
Instead I broke a girl’s heart
and flew back to Phoenix to finish the year as it started.

Can you hear me?
Are you listening?
This is the sound of my heart breaking.
And I hope it's entertaining
'cause for me it’s a bitch.
Was it worth it
when you slept with him?
Did you get it all out of your system?

I am a man...
Holding it all...
I couldn’t breath...
Coming across...
I didn’t know...
I couldn’t give up.

B - is for believing you'd always be here for me.
E - is for everything; Even when we see it though.
C - C is for seeing through you; You are a fake. Which brings me to
A - because, because you always run away.

I never finish phrases; I misspell;
Open arms are prison cells.
When I said, "I hate what I've become."
I lied; I hated who I was.
So when you start to wonder 'bout the pain in my throat,
well, don't you ever - no never, ever - speak for someone you don't know."

- The Format "Dog Problems"

How about some visuals?

Good songwriting plus creative execution equals candy for my ears. And now...time for a Zingerman's townie brownie. Mmmmmm.

I like brownies,

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