Once upon a time We were all told stories Of princes and princesses In all of their glories But the tales we’re told Of good overcoming evil Were so out of date They’re practically medieval With knights in shinning armour And young girls locked in a tower True loves unconsensual kiss It’s so gross I need a shower. Disney promised me He’d be my Prince Charming But I got a little nervous And drank something calming But this potion is too strong It’s a bit alarming And in the blink of an eye It’s the next morning I’m still just waiting For my Prince Charming. I was told it would be special I was told it would be fun But when it was all over I didn’t even come No horse drawn carriage Came to take me home I had to walk the streets All on my very own And in the hour just before dawn Having lost more than my shoe He wasn’t my Prince Charming That’s about all I knew. Disney promised me He’d be my Prince Charming But I got a little nervous And drank something calming But this potion is too strong It’s a bit alarming And in the blink of an eye It’s the next morning I’m still just waiting For my Prince Charming. Gone are the days Of balls and dances Now you’ll get lucky With just second glances But when the magic runs out And his crown is gone I can see clearly A new villain is born Because all the kings horses And all the kings men Couldn’t put me Back together again. Disney promised me He’d be my Prince Charming But I got a little nervous And drank something calming But this potion is too strong It’s a bit alarming And in the blink of an eye It’s the next morning So I’m done waiting For my Prince Charming.
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Broken Wine Glass
Verse
Sleeping alone under the nights sky
Whose fault is it when clouds cry
The rains making my hair frizzy
I stood up too fast now I’m dizzy
Gotta run inside
Gotta hurry up and hide
Until the break of dawn
When it’ll be too late and you’ll be gone
Chorus
I can’t believe it’s all over
How’d we get so toxic
One holds our love closer
While the other fucks it
I want to deny it
To walk out to run away
But we tried to fight it
We’re better off this way
From the last time we cried
That was the moment our love died
Verse
Heavy boxes by the front door
You can’t do this anymore
Stepping around the broken wine glass
This fight wasn’t meant to last
Words were said that we can’t erase
What happens next we can’t escape
Shattered like the broken glass on the ground
When a heart breaks does it make a sound
Chorus
I can’t believe it’s all over
How’d we get so toxic
One holds our love closer
While the other fucks it
I want to deny it
To walk out to run away
But we tried to fight it
We’re better off this way
From the last time we cried
That was the moment our love died
Bridge
Some days we’d laugh
Some days we’d cry
We’d yell and we’d shout
But we’d always try
Until we didn’t
We laughed less
And I didn’t miss it
We can’t fix this mess
Chorus
I can’t believe it’s all over
How’d we get so toxic
One holds our love closer
While the other fucks it
From the last time we cried
That was the moment our love died
Alone
I’m screaming, why can’t you see
I’m hurting, won’t you help me
You’ll bend over backward for everyone else
Do I even come close
There’s this perfect girl you want me to be
Do you know she isn’t me
All alone in my room
You know what to do
I’m crying
Why’d you leave me alone
When you should have known
I’m dying
I’m breathing, why’s it so hard
I’m screaming, will the healing start
Every smile starts to feel like a lie
Do you believe I’m fine
One day I’ll leave and you’ll never see me again
How will it end
All alone in my room
You know what to do
I’m crying
Why’d you leave me alone
When you should have known
I’m dying
I’m trying, I’m crying, I’m hurting, I’m dying
I’m trying, I’m crying, I’m hurting, I’m dying
I’m trying, I’m crying, I’m hurting, I’m dying
No more trying, no more crying, I’m dying
All alone in my room
You know what to do
I’m crying
Why’d you leave me alone
When you should have known
I’m dying
Love
Roxanne
Small Town
You’re always talking
How we need to do more things together
But what’s the rush when you have forever
And when you say
No to all my ideas
Saying we have years and years
I can’t stay
My passports by my bed side
You let yours go out of date
You always say you’re busy
But you’re not worth the wait
Flights booked my bags packed
I just can’t help but smile
Sorry Mr Small Town guy
You won’t see my for a while
I can’t be that girl
The one that stays home when you’re always out
That’s not what life should be about
And I won’t wait
For you to change your mind
Don’t think I won’t leave you behind
It’s too late
My passports by my bed side
You let yours go out of date
You always say you’re busy
But you’re not worth the wait
Flights booked my bags packed
I just can’t help but smile
Sorry Mr Small Town guy
You won’t see my for a while
Got my head in the clouds
On my way somewhere new
I’m not going to go there
With someone like you
If you’re not on board this flight
Then you’re just not worth the fight
Excuses, excuses
If you’d rather climb the corporate ladder
Than the highest mountains does it even matter
To fight is useless
My passports by my bed side
You let yours go out of date
You always say you’re busy
But you’re not worth the wait
Flights booked my bags packed
I just can’t help but smile
Sorry Mr Small Town guy
You won’t see my for a while
Love
Roxanne
Oh, Well.
You know, when you start seeing someone you’ve known for years in a whole new light and suddenly they seem like a totally different person. That’s what Dawn is about.
I was quite angry when I wrote this and I wasn’t holding back. Now some time has past and I’m getting over it. I haven’t forgotten the new light I see them in, but I’ve pushed it to the back of my mind.
It’s amazing how hard I try to avoid conflict. It’s not fun fighting with people, so I prefer to hide those feelings in the deepest darkest parts of my mind and once they’re there, I can treat that person like I would any other day.
That’s probably it healthy, right? Well that is for future Roxanne to deal with.
Besides, writing helps heal most wounds. You know, just not the real, literal wounds.
God, I hope one day I don’t explode from all the conflicts I’ve avoided.
Oh, well.
Love
Roxanne
Live Your Life
Sweet Dreams was written about my desire to travel. It’s kinda been taking over my mind lately, probably because I’m going to Canada in June, but I’m also already planning a trip to Europe for next year.
I wrote it because all over Facebook recently, people my age (23) and younger have been getting married and announcing that they’re pregnant, which, you know, congrats as long as they are happy, but I just can’t imagine putting my own dreams on hold for someone else. So I just want to tell people who have these dreams to travel or do something with their life that they aren’t already doing, that they should go and do it now before something comes up and that option is taken away from them forever.
Life is too short not to do what makes you happy, but long enough that once you’ve gone out and lived life the way you wanted, you have time to settle down. That’s my belief anyway. If you die before you settle, before having kids, you’re not going to regret it. Those kids won’t grow up without a parent and you never knew what it was like to have a child. If you die before you got a chance to really live, that you’ll regret.
I want to live and die with no regrets. To see the countries I want to see, to try things I want to try and to learn things I want to learn. Sometimes things change when we don’t want them to change, and sometimes things stay the same when we do want them to change. Sometimes you need to make the change to see the future you want. To be the person you want.
Love
Roxanne
I Am Happy
I wrote What If about a conversation a had with this guy once where I wasn’t totally honest, and if I had told the truth, it may not have been the last time that we ever spoke. Of course, my inability to be vulnerable strikes again.
He recently followed me on Instagram (iam_roxanne in case you were wondering) and it made my think about our last conversation and if I had been telling the truth or not when he asked me if I had feelings for him. I said no and I don’t know if that was true and if it wasn’t, would he have said he had feelings for me too? Would we have started dating? Would we still be together?
I had so many questions that I couldn’t answer so I decided to write some lyrics about it. I had the chorus first. It’s basically just all the thoughts I had at the time. The rest was harder. By the time I started to write the rest I wasn’t in the same head. I was no longer panicking about maybe making a mistake. But I got there in the end.
I don’t think I made a mistake. He has been seeing this girl since not long after our last conversation. He seems happy. And I’m happy too. I guess the moral of this story is if it’s meant to be it’ll happen and don’t stress about the decisions you’ve made in the past, it’s too late to change them and they’ll only put a damper on your future.
Love
Roxanne
What If
Kept awake by those memories
Looking for easy remedies
I can’t escape what could have been
Hurting because I should have seen
Standing alone in an empty field
Unprotected and without a shield
It’s my fault I’m watching from a far
If only I’d been honest from the start
What if I opened up
What if I let you in
Would we be in love
Would it mean a thing
If I said those words
If you felt the same
Could there be a world
Where I’m not to blame
What if
Tracing the lines of the scar
Carved deep in my lonely heart
In the end I got what I deserve
I wasn’t willing to say those words
So the green-eyed monster’s locked away
I know that I can’t stay this way
Cause if there is a happy ending
I won’t find it by pretending
What if I opened up
What if I let you in
Would we be in love
Would it mean a thing
If I said those words
If you felt the same
Could there be a world
Where I’m not to blame
What if
Secret glances, second chances
Can’t have one without the other
No more glances, wasted chances
You two are made for each other
What if I opened up
What if I let you in
Would we be in love
Would it mean a thing
If I said those words
If you felt the same
Could there be a world
Where I’m not to blame
What if
Love
Roxanne
That’s My Plan
I Remember is a love story, written from the perspective of the one who was still in love about the one who had moved on.
Relationships and love and stuff are hard. Every time you enter a relationship you are either going to spend the rest of your life with that person or you’ll break up. And the idea that one of you can just fall out of love, without any warning, is scary.
For that reason and many more, I’ve never really been the relationship girl. So I’ve never had to deal with a break up. Never gotten my heart broken by some guy. I consider myself lucky that way, but that’s just me.
But I have been to all those places in the lyrics and they are amazing. I can’t wait to go there again, whether it be by myself, with friends or family or a significant other, because I loved my time there and I won’t let someone else dictate how I live. So I guess my point is that if some guy decides he doesn’t love you anymore, his loss BTW, then go travelling by yourself. Live your life they you want and finds someone who’ll want to live it with you.
That’s my plan.
Love
Roxanne
I Remember
I found the box you left for me with all of my stuff
Who knew it’d be so easy to fall out of love
You were my everything why wasn’t I enough
When did living with me become just too tough
I remember
The nights we spent dancing in Paris
All alone with the moon and the stars
And bike riding across Amsterdam
I’d replay each moment from the start
When even the flowers you gave me have long ago died
I keep telling myself there’s no reason left to fight
But that won’t stop me from breaking down inside
And I won’t tell you about the nights that I cried
I remember
The days we spent swimming in the sea
Or the night we got drunk in a bar
Drinking more than a few wines in Rome
I’d replay each moment from the start
But I just can’t stand still
Watching you move on
Staring at pictures on the wall
Won’t change a thing we’re done
I remember
The time we spent believing in magic
We thought that Loch Ness couldn’t be far
Even those night it rained in London
I’d replay each moment from the start
Love
Roxanne