Monthly Archives: January 2015

The Messenger

I look at him and
My heart starts racing
But he’s with his girl
So I need restraining
He was so happy
Just like I wanted
Imagine my surprise
When she didn’t want it
One day I caught her
With another guy
Doing all the things
That one would imply
So what do I do
Because I can’t lie

Will he shoot the messenger

I don’t know how to tell you this
But your girlfriend is a whore
I just saw her with one guy
And I bet there’s many more
I didn’t know how to say this
But I’m guessing it’s the end
And maybe you should look for
A more suitable girlfriend

I regretted it
Once I said those words
They just came out and
He looked so hurt
And for a while
He was really down
I didn’t think he
Would ever rebound
But time has passed
And he’s moved on
Like something out of
A cheesy rom com
He now believes
For him I’m the one

Will he love the messenger

I don’t know how to tell you this
But your girlfriend is a whore
I just saw her with one guy
And I bet there’s many more
I didn’t know how to say this
But I’m guessing it’s the end
And maybe you should look for
A more suitable girlfriend

And so it seems
The stars have aligned
Cause she had her chance
But now he’s mine

I didn’t know how to tell you
Your ex girlfriend was a whore
But I only need one guy
Cause there won’t be anymore

Nickelback

I love music videos that have a story to it. Nickelback’s Someday is about a guy trying to get his girlfriend to stay but she’s determined to leave. She drives away and he follows her… right up until she crashes. She dies and then they are reunited because it turns he was dead all along. I like stories with a twist. There are clues along the way that hints something’s not right with him, have you questioning what’s going on.

If I ever get to make music videos, those are the ones I’ll make. Stories. Drama. Action. Plot twists. I think about what the music video would look like when I write lyrics.

I hope they get to be made.

Love
Roxanne

Love Yourself First

Just Being Me is about how sometimes in life, people pretend to be who they aren’t because they think that more people will like them that way. But the realest, bestest friends you will ever have are those you get by being yourself. People respond better to those who are comfortable in their own skin, so rather than trying to get everyone to like you, you should try liking yourself first.

But if it helps, I think you’re great!!

Love
Roxanne

Just Being Me

I went to a party, tried to be cool
But they looked at me like I’m a fool
I tried to dress up but it seems I failed
I used to think they I had it nailed

So now I stand here
Wishing it were clear

I don’t know who I am
When I stand still, When I just stop
Trying to impress them
I don’t know how to be
Someone they like, Someone they see
Why can’t I just be me

I walk in a room and heads are turning
They look at me like my hair is burning
I’m starting to think that I should go
How it got to this I’ll never know

So now I stand here
Wishing it were clear

I don’t know who I am
When I stand still, When I just stop
Trying to impress them
I don’t know how to be
Someone they like, Someone they see
Why can’t I just be me

I gave up caring what they think
So I let go and had a drink
Now they see me for who I am
Guess being fake was the problem

So now I stand here
Everything seems clear

I’m starting to know who I am
When I stand still, When I just stop
Trying to impress them
I’m starting know how to be
Someone they like, Someone they see
I’m just being me

I’m just gonna be myself
Why should I be anyone else

January 1993

So it was my birthday today and I thought I’d post about what was happening in music when I was born.

The number one song at the time of my birth, according to take40.com, was Whitney Houston’s I Will Always Love You.

That song is amazing and spent 10 weeks at the top of the charts.

Something else that happened in music around the time I was born was on January 13 Bobby Brown was arrested for simulating a sex act on stage.

So not a lot happened.

Love
Roxanne

Ripped Away

Every Breath is about a guy who was face to face with a man with a gun. The lyrics go on to say that he escapes and decides to live his life better. To settle down, get married and have kids or to travel the world. He wasn’t going to live the same as it was before. He wanted to live his life like it was one worth living. But then, in the end he didn’t survive his meeting with the man with the gun. The life and the choices he could have made, was ripped away from him with one unfortunate encounter with this gunman.

This one was also written after the situation I wrote about in I’m Still There which is  about It’s All Quiet Now. It makes reference to one of the hostages experience but it’s not directly about them. The people who died in this situation had their lives taken from them. They had all these things going for them and the things they might have achieved after all this, might have been great. Those who survived now have the chance to choose to use this unfortunate tragedy as motivation, make them start truly living, because they must have lived for a reason.

This thing that happened to me, though not directly, has been on my mind a lot lately because I’ve just started back at work for the year and I have to see the site every day. I still have people asking me about that day and people taking photos outside my work everyday. Writing about it has helped organise my thoughts and feelings. So if you ever have anything that you can’t deal with you should try writing about it. Even if you can’t write lyrics or poems, just writing about what happened or how you feel about it might help you.

If you feel like you have no one to talk to, although I’m sure you do, you can talk to me. I may not have been through what you have but I’ll always listen.

Love
Roxanne

Every Breath

You went to work as usual
But that’s when he ran inside
He was holding a pistol
And it ended in a fight
You walked out of the room
With your head held sky high
You escaped your tomb
And you’re not gonna ask why
You have the rest of your life
To live the way you want to
Maybe find yourself a wife
And have a kid or two

You protect the ones you love
No matter the cost to you
You’ve gone beyond and above
It what you always do
With your past set in stone
Now your new life begins
So it’s time to move on
See what this new life brings

When the nightmare was over
You just felt so lucky
Like a four leafed clover
You wanted to be happy
You made a deal with yourself
What you’d do if you got out
Only drink from the top shelf
Find out what life is about
Settle down, travel the world
You could be who you wanted
Or just meet a nice girl
You wouldn’t be haunted

You protect the ones you love
No matter the cost to you
You’ve gone beyond and above
It what you always do
With your past set in stone
Now your new life begins
So it’s time to move on
See what this new life brings

Every step you take
Every breath you breathe
It’s too little too late
It’s the life you didn’t live
Cause you never made it out
You never did get to leave

He protected those he loved
No matter the cost to him
He went beyond and above
It’s what he always did
With his past set in stone
Now his new life begins
So it’s time to move on
See what this new life brings

Window To Your Soul

Your Eyes is about a girl whose boyfriend goes away on tour and she says it’s fine but then the distance starts to wear on the relationship. She still loves him but wonders if he still loves her. Then the tour ends, he comes home and he still looks at her as if she’s the most important person in the world. She can by looking in his eyes that he still loves her.

They say the eyes are the window to the soul and that’s kinda the idea behind these lyrics. Most of a persons thoughts and feelings are shown through that facial features and talking on the phone can only do so much to make a person feel secure in their relationship.

In the end she decides to go on tour with him next time because she doesn’t want to be a part from for so long again. She’s happiest with him.

None of this happened to me, I just thought the story was nice.
A work of pure fiction.

Love
Roxanne

Your Eyes

I’m on my way home
But you won’t be there
You’ve been gone so long
And I don’t know where
You said you had to leave
Take this show on the road
I said we’d be fine
That he should just go
But I wish for those days
We used to talk all night
Now when we’re on the phone
We can only fight

I miss seeing you face
Knowing you love me
It’s all in your eyes
I’m all that you see
There was always a spark
That soon was a flame
It’s all in your eyes
Please let that be the same

I’m counting down the days
Til I’m beside you
Don’t know how we did it
But we made it through
I’ve looked at pictures
Of you everyday
But soon you’ll be home
And that’s where you’ll stay
So next time you leave
It won’t be like this
I’ll be by your side ‘cos
Home is where your heart is

I miss seeing you face
Knowing you love me
It’s all in your eyes
I’m all that you see
There was always a spark
That soon was a flame
It’s all in your eyes
Please let that be the same

Waiting at the airport
For your plane to lead
I can’t wait to see your face
And to just hold your hand
I see you in the crowd
I’ve become afraid
But the look is your eyes
Says nothing’s changed

I missed seeing you
Knowing you love me
It’s all in your eyes
I’m all that you see
There was always a spark
That soon was a flame
It’s all in your eyes
That will never change

I’m Okay

Get Out Of My Head is about someone who has witnessed people being murdered and now he feels guilty. That guilt has manifested itself as voices in his head, telling him to take his own life to atone for not helping to save their life.

I wrote it kind of disjointed like their mind was scattered and not making sense to, show that they might have been losing their mind a bit. That it was all in their head.

I wrote it as I was feeling similarly scattered. Not out of guilt, or maybe it was, maybe I was projecting and I do feel guilty. I mentioned in my earlier post, I’m Still There that I went through something recently and while for the most part I’m fine, sometimes something brings it all back. It’s during those moments when I’m not fine and writing about is the only way I know how to get through it.

It feels weird to sharing all this, but I made a promise with myself to be completely honest. Although with nobody actually reading my posts yet it’s kind of like spilling all my secrets to a brick wall.

Love
Roxanne