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Mrs Robinson

You were my kid neighbour
Who followed me around
One day you showed up
Just as I was feeling down
We stayed up all night
And you made me smile
You made me forget
Just for a little while
I knew you and your friends
All had a little crush
From the way you watched me
But I don’t understand the fuss

I know you watch the sway of my hips
Like a grandfather clock when it ticks
Cause girls your age don’t look like this
You came to see me everyday
But this is a game I can no longer play
Mrs Robinson is not my name

I don’t know what happened
But one day you grew up
All the young girls liked you
All you had to do was strut
With your blue eyes, blonde hair
You were easy on the eye
But I had a don’t touch rule
Not that you didn’t try
Everyone thinks it’s wrong
And maybe they’re right
I used to baby sit you
But we’ll always have that night

I know you watch the sway of my hips
Like a grandfather clock when it ticks
Cause girls your age don’t look like this
You came to see me everyday
But this is a game I can no longer play
Mrs Robinson is not my name

Now the time has come for me to say
Though it’s been fun I should walk away
I’ll still see you everyday
But over the fence is where you’ll stay

I know you watch the sway of my hips
Like a grandfather clock when it ticks
Cause girls your age don’t look like this
You came to see me everyday
But this is a game I can no longer play
Mrs Robinson is not my name

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

It’s Not Always Anyone’s Fault

Without You Here is basically about how two people, no matter how hard they try, just aren’t meant to be together. In hindsight she probably should have realised that he wasn’t the one from their first date, but hey sometimes people don’t make good first impressions.

When relationships end, it’s not always anyone fault, and I wanted to write lyrics depicting that. She might have been the one to end it, but he wouldn’t have been happy too. He had to have known, had to have felt that something wasn’t right.

Well, anyway that my opinion on a story I made up.

Love
Roxanne

Without You Here

The story of our first date
Is just like a fairy tale
He’s the guy you meet before
A date destined to fail
The conversation flowed
Just like a frozen lake
Before we got to dinner
I knew this was a mistake
I could feel time ticking by
As we ate in silence
I was glad not to hear more
Of his work in finance

Sometimes I think I’m better off by myself

Dinners for one
Don’t feel so bad
I’m fine on my own
No overnight bag
Without you here
I can feel that spark
And my beating heart
Enjoy my life at last
Without you here
And all that I could do
The truth I never knew
Is that I don’t miss you

I gave us a second chance
Fast forward to next year
With our white picket fence
Life was sitting in first gear
Every night was the same
I’m making lists in my head
Or just lying awake while
He plays with me in our bed
I didn’t know what was wrong
But this didn’t feel right
Shouldn’t I love you by now
Instead I just think you’re nice

Sometimes I think I’m better off by myself

Dinners for one
Don’t feel so bad
I’m fine on my own
No overnight bag
Without you here
I can feel that spark
And my beating heart
Enjoy my life at last
Without you here
And all that I could do
The truth I never knew
Is that I don’t miss you

I can’t do this anymore
I just can’t live this way
Life shouldn’t be a chore
I want to enjoy each day
Being with you was like
Nails on a chalk board
You aren’t what I want in life
I left your things by the door

Dinners for one
Don’t feel so bad
I’m fine on my own
No overnight bag
Without you here
I can feel that spark
And my beating heart
Enjoy my life at last
Without you here
And all that I could do
The truth I never knew
Is that I don’t miss you

Love
Roxanne

Serial Cheaters

I Should Have Known is about those relationships where the guy is a serial cheater, but the girl keeps forgiving him because she loves him. He says he loves her and that he’s sorry, but then he does it again. This time it was the last straw.

It’s sad that there are girls out there who think they aren’t good enough to deserve a guy who loves them too much to cheat on them, but it happens. I, personally, am incapable of forgiving betrayal, so I couldn’t be ones these girls.

Yes, people make mistakes. Once is a mistake. Twice is a choice. I need girls to realise this.

I feel bad, because I’m a girl and I write in a girls perspective. I always feel like I’m attacking guys, but girls can be the cheaters too. So guys, I apologise. Not all of you are bad and not all girls are good.

Love
Roxanne

I Should Have Known

It’s late at night when you come home
Staring at a picture of us
Can’t help but think I should have known
You would do this to me again
I see her lipstick on your shirt
And is that Chanel I can smell
It almost doesn’t even hurt
So I ask what happened this time

And this is what he said

The room is dark and hazy
And people are getting crazy
I feel the bass in my bones
And my gaze begins to roam
Then I see her standing there
Though who she is I don’t care
Cause I would show her the world
Even if she’s not my girl

Of course this isn’t the first time
That you found some girl to climb
Like a kid in a candy store
You had me but you wanted more
You always seem to put me last
So now all that is left to ask
As my world begins to shatter
Does this between us not matter?

And this is what he said

The room is dark and hazy
And people are getting crazy
I feel the bass in my bones
And my gaze begins to roam
Then I see her standing there
Though who she is I don’t care
Cause I would show her the world
Even if she’s not my girl

This isn’t something I’ll forget
Unlike your footprints in the sand
Cause even if you feel regret
This can’t just be washed away
So go on now say you’re sorry
It’s what you do when you confess
This time you don’t have to worry
Cause I won’t be taking you back

This is what he said

The room is dark and hazy
And people are getting crazy
I feel the bass in my bones
And my gaze begins to roam
Then I see her standing there
Though who she is I don’t care
Cause I would show her the world
Even if she’s not my girl

Love
Roxanne

A Girl Can Dream

It would suffice to say I wasn’t the most popular girl in high school. I had friends, good friends that I’m still friends with now, but we weren’t the most desirable group of girls. At least according to the guys in our year. But towards the beginning of high school, before our status was really cemented, one of the popular guys showed interest in me.

We had to sit next to each other in several different classes and after a while he started to like me. When he told me he liked me, I didn’t believe him. I thought it was a joke, but it wasn’t. He asked me out and I said yes.

But it was weird because we didn’t hang out outside of class, nothing really changed. Except his friends were apparently trying to get him to break up with me because I wasn’t good enough, popular enough, for him.

After three days he gave in and had one of his friends break up with me for him.

‘This Isn’t High School’ is about that and how I wasn’t good enough for them then, but I’ve changed. I’m no longer that girl, I’ve grown into a more confident, more self-assured version of her. It’s about how if they could see me now, what would they think of me, would they still judge me the same way.

Yes, in the lyrics I’m a famous singer and that hasn’t happened, but a girl can dream. Part of the lyrics are real, the other I’m calling a premonition.

Love
Roxanne

This Isn’t High School

We flirted for months
You said you liked me
We dated for days
It was over in three
But then that’s high school
Girls like me don’t date
We suffer in silence
Through all the hate

But I’m not in high school anymore
Cause now I’m up on stage
Singing to a packed floor
As I dreamt from a young age
I wasn’t cool enough for them
I wonder what they’d say now
If they’d judge me again
But they won’t bring me down

He said he liked me
But they talked him round
So he ended it
Without making a sound
Cause like a coward
He didn’t do it himself
Someone else told me
I’d be by myself

But I’m not in high school anymore
Cause now I’m up on stage
Singing to a packed floor
As I dreamt from a young age
I wasn’t cool enough for them
I wonder what they’d say now
If they’d judge me again
But they won’t bring me down

I look out into the crowd
From my place in the spotlight
When I see him standing there
Please don’t let this be right
I wasn’t enough back then
But now you can see
What you were all missing
You said you liked me

But this isn’t high school anymore
Cause now I’m up on stage
Singing to a packed floor
As I dreamt from a young age
I wasn’t cool enough for you
I wonder what you’d say now
But no matter what you do
You won’t bring me down

Love
Roxanne

Perfect Mess

I don’t really know what the idea behind I Love You Anyway came from. I was just sitting at work and thought it would be cool to have a girl say all the reasons she should hate her boyfriend, but she loves him in spite of all that. Then when I was writing it, these lyrics came out. I started writing it more sarcastic, like, I guess I could still love you even though you’re perfect, but then I realised these are some of the reasons I won’t date a guy.

If a guy holds the door open for me, I think he thinks I can’t do it myself and that annoys me. But at the same I like it when guys open doors for girls.

If a guy can’t stand his ground in a fight, it’s like he’s weak, but I like to win arguments.

If a guy looks scruffy, then it like he’s dirty, but if he takes pride in the way he looks, then he’s a tool.

I don’t know if anyone else has these thoughts running through their head when they meet a guy, but they are probably the reason I’m still single. That and I’m like super busy.

But if you know of a guy who’s like a perfect mess, I could maybe find the time.

Jokes.

I’m busy.

Love
Roxanne