Standing Up For Who You Are

I Can’t Hear You is about standing up for who you are and not being whoever they want you to be. Not wanting to look in a mirror and only see the stranger they turned you into.

‘They’ isn’t someone in particular, it could be anyone. It could be your parents, your boss, your teachers, your “friends”, the media or just the kids at school. It’s anyone who expects you to be someone you’re not and will only accept you that way.

These people shouldn’t have the influence over us that they do and that’s what this is about. Shaking off their influence and being the person you are.

I’m only just figuring out how to do that but it’s a start. I don’t want to look in the mirror and see that self-conscious girl the media turned me into, or the lifeless girl work made me become.

I just want to be the girl that I am. Is that too much to ask?

Love
Roxanne

I Can’t Hear You

When you look at me what do you see
Do you see a failure
Before I gave up on what you wanted
I only saw a stranger
You thought you could control me
Keep me on a tight leash
In fact you almost made me believe
I can’t have what I want
Everyday you tried to put me down
But you’ll never keep me there
I pushed myself up off the ground
It’s time for you to listen

‘Cos
I can’t hear you
Telling me what to do
I can’t hear you
Telling me how to live
You can scream at me til you’re blue
But I’ll no longer do as you wish

Of course you still had plenty to say
Like how you don’t like my ink
Or the colour I dye my hair
But I don’t care what you think
I won’t let you be referee
In any part of my life
You can try but I’m not gonna play
By these rules you’ve set out
There’ll come a time one day soon
When you will realise
Every time you say I can’t
It makes me want to fight

‘Cos
I can’t hear you
Telling me what to do
I can’t hear you
Telling me how to live
You can scream at me til you’re blue
But I’ll no longer do as you wish

I’m telling you, you have to stop
I won’t listen anymore
You’re gonna need to play nice
Or I’ll be heading for the door

I can’t hear you
Telling me what to do
I can’t hear you
Telling me how to live
I can’t hear you
Telling me what to do
I can’t hear you
Telling me how to live

I can’t hear you
I can’t hear you
I can’t hear you

I can’t hear you
I can’t hear you
I can’t hear you

I can’t hear you

Love
Roxanne

Defining Your Own Happiness

I’m Not Lonely is kind of my way of saying that yes I am alone and I always have been, but it’s my choice. I’ve had opportunities to change that, but I like my life and the freedom I have in not having to check with someone else if I can go on a holiday with my friends.

I would feel like I was suffocating if I had someone constantly calling me and wanting to talk. Maybe that’s just because I haven’t met someone who I want to be constantly calling me, but still. I like my life as is.

I don’t need a boyfriend, or even have time for one, and I refuse to be one of those girls who makes their whole life about their boyfriend. I want to make my life about me and what I want, while also finding time to spend with family and friends.

That’s what these lyrics are about. Being content that it’s just you and defining your own happiness. That’s what I want to do, that’s how I want to live. Sure when the right guy comes along, I’ll find a way to accommodate him into my life, but I’m not going to leave a hole open, just waiting for him.

Love
Roxanne

I’m Not Lonely

I’m sitting all alone
At a table for two
You might think I’m lonely
But you don’t know what I do
I could spend my lifetime
With a collection of hearts
Or I could just stay home
Waiting til my show starts
Day drinking in a bar
All alone in my basement
Don’t worry about me
I’m lonely adjacent

I know when the sun rises
For every day
That it will be mine
To live my way
Then when the sun sets
And day becomes night
My bed might be empty
But this is my life

I embrace the loneliness
Of walking in the rain
Dark clouds hanging around me
Maybe they feel the same
I won’t wait for a man
I won’t waste the hours
I know the time will come
For what’s mine is ours
Where’s you other half
That’s what I hear people say
But I’ve always been alone
And I like it that way

I know when the sun rises
For every day
That it will be mine
To live my way
Then when the sun sets
And day becomes night
My bed might be empty
But this is my life

I might be alone
But don’t think I’m lonely
I might be alone
But don’t think I’m lonely
I might be alone
But I’m not lonely

I know when the sun rises
For every day
That it will be mine
To live my way
Then when the sun sets
And day becomes night
My bed might be empty
But this is my life

Love
Roxanne

I Tweaked The Story

Without A Heart, you might have guessed, is based on The Joker. I really liked the movie The Dark Knight directed by Christopher Nolan, I even had a quote from that movie tattooed on my ribs. Heath Ledger’s portrayal of The Joker was amazing and I’ve been intrigued by it ever since.

The reason I wrote these lyrics was because there was joker playing card sitting next to my bed and I thought it would be cool. Plus comic book adaptations are everywhere these day.

I tweaked the story a little. In my version he gives her the scars so she looks like she’s always smiling. It could have been like his signature move. Playing with these women until they’re no longer fun and then cut them so they are always smiling and look like they’re having fun.

Does anyone else root for The Joker to win in The Dark Knight? No? Just me. Ok then.

Love
Roxanne

Without A Heart

It’s been six months
Since I met this guy
Things had been great
But it was a lie
We used to go out
And have lots of fun
But I had to stop
It just seemed dumb
You were fun right?
I’m just curious
Why are you so
Damn serious
That’s what he said
He was furious

Everything becomes chaos

You thought I was easy
And you played me
Like a deck of cards
Just without a heart
When I played along
You left me alone
But you got colder
Cause the fun was over

That’s when he changed
Became something else
Like he had no rules
Showed his real self
Wearing a smile
He gets out his blade
And cuts me a little
Until it all fades
When I came too
I saw he had fun
I would try to leave
But I can’t run

Everything becomes chaos

You thought I was easy
And you played me
Like a deck of cards
Just without a heart
When I played along
You left me alone
But you got colder
Cause the fun was over

Weirdly enough
He let me go
For what reason
I’ll never know
But from now on
There’ll be questions
How’d you get that scar
Is no exception

You thought I was easy
And you played me
Like a deck of cards
Just without a heart
When I played along
You left me alone
But you got colder
Cause the fun was over

Before he left
He played poker
Left a calling card
It was the joker

You thought I was easy
And you played me
Like a deck of cards
Just without a heart

Everything becomes chaos

You thought I was easy
And you played me
Like a deck of cards
Just without a heart
When I played along
You left me alone
But you got colder
Cause the fun was over

Love
Roxanne

I Am The Rose

Red Rose is about how bad I am at being open and sharing myself with others. Any relationship I have will not work out until I’ve learned how to fix that.

I have my defences and I use them to keep people at arm’s length. Just like a rose. Their defence is their thorns. It’s supposed to keep things from getting too close.

I am the rose. My walls are my defences and they keep people from getting to know the real me. I’m too afraid to share anything personal, even little things.

I once had a guy ask me if I was religious and I immediately decided I didn’t want to be with this guy. Like that was too much of a personal question. I spoke with my friends about this and they didn’t see the problem. So it must be my issue.

I have shared more personal things here with you guys than I have with almost anyone else. I don’t know how it’s different but it just feels like it is. Maybe it’s because I have never met you and will probably never meet you, and you’ll probably never see me. It makes this kind of impersonal way of sharing personal things, I guess.

On here, I am dethorned (is that a word?) and I have no walls. Here, I am honest, more so than I ever remember being in real life. You get to see the real me. I hope you like her?

Love
Roxanne

Red Rose

I thought we were solid
That we we’re going strong
It was what I wanted
Sometimes it’s not enough
I’ve always struggled
With sharing the real me
And again I’ve stumbled
I thought we’d be different

Sometimes love just isn’t enough

You called me red rose
I thought you were being sweet
But you weren’t I suppose
My thorns kept pricking you
So as the saying goes
Every rose has its thorn
Only this one can’t grow

I can feel you slipping
Pulling away from me
It only seems fitting
Since I always hurt you
You asked me to share
To open up to you
But I’m beyond repair
I’m too broken inside

Sometimes love just isn’t enough

You called me red rose
I thought you were being sweet
But you weren’t I suppose
My thorns kept pricking you
So as the saying goes
Every rose has its thorn
Only this one can’t grow

I have done this before
I’ve been with somebody
And they’ve asked for more
It didn’t feel like this
I need you to hear me
I want to share with you
Things I tell nobody
But I just can’t do it

Sometimes love just isn’t enough
Every rose has it thorn
This rose will hurt you til you’re gone

I’m telling you to leave
Go find your happiness
And don’t bother to grieve
Cause you’re better off now

You called me red rose
I thought you were being sweet
But you weren’t I suppose
My thorns kept pricking you
So as the saying goes
Every rose has its thorn
Only this one can’t grow

Love
Roxanne

Don’t Be That Crazy Person On The Train

I Can Breathe Again is about going through something and the way it can affect you. Like having nightmares or panic attacks or any of the other millions of way you could be effected and you just want to get passed it all. To come out the other side and live your life again.

I went through something not too long ago and for a while I didn’t think I would ever get to that stage. But now I think I’m there and it feels good. It’s not always there in the back of my mind and I’ve been able to get on with my life.

One way to help get through something that could be considered traumatic is to talk about it. It doesn’t have to be with a therapist, but that would help too, but just with anyone. It’ll help you to process it rather just letting yourself dwell on it.

Of course, by anyone I don’t mean strangers you meet on a train. Don’t be that person. I mean someone you care about, someone who’s there to support you.

If there is one piece of advice you take from this, please let it be this. No one can tell you how you feel, and you are allowed to feel what ever it is you feel, regardless of your involvement in the traumatic event.

I feel like every time I talk about what my lyrics mean, it comes out sounding like a life lesson. I swear guys, I have fun too. I’m not just always teaching people lessons.

Love
Roxanne