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Whispering Pretty Things

You left with your bags packed
With your heart still intact
You said it had been fun
But it’s over now, we’re done
I can’t deal with this anymore
I just keep staring at the door
How could I have been so wrong
You were lying all along

What did you do to me
I was never this girl
Whispering pretty things
You became my whole world
You never loved me
But I still fell for you
Whispering pretty things
Was all you had to do

I tried to get you out of my head
Cause I still feel you in my bed
I thought you were the one
Now I see you with that blonde
This hurts more than I can bear
And you don’t even seem to care
You left my life in tatters
But to you that doesn’t matter

What did you do to me
I was never this girl
Whispering pretty things
You became my whole world
You never loved me
But I still fell for you
Whispering pretty things
Was all you had to do

Before you, I had direction
But not since your rejection
My world now crumbles down
Cause you’re no longer around
Wherever you are right now
I promise,
I’ll get over you somehow

What did you do to me
I was never this girl
Whispering pretty things
You became my whole world
You never loved me
But I still fell for you
Whispering pretty things
Was all you had to do

Why wasn’t I enough
For you to fall in love

I’m Still There

It’s All Quiet Now is about something that happened to me recently. Well, more like happened adjacent to me. There was a hostage situation in the building I work in. I work on the ground floor and it happened in the cafe across the hall. I wasn’t technically a hostage, although I and the people I was with, couldn’t get out for a few hours. I could see the hostages and there wasn’t much than a bit of glass between me and a man with a gun.

This song is about how, although I escaped, I never really left. I can picture the events of that day like it just happened and it doesn’t exactly help that I still have to work in that building everyday. I made it out and life appears normal and quiet but it will never be the same. While the world moves on, I’m still there. Trying to get out.

Love
Roxanne

It’s All Quiet Now

It started the same
Just a normal day
But now who’s to blame
For the mess they made
There was yelling
We locked our door
There was no telling
If we’d make it out
But with a window
We found a way
We need no hero
To save the day
So down the ladder
To escape the man
We did scatter
Lest we see his gun

It’s all quiet now
But we’re still here
It’s all quiet now
Why do we still fear
When can we leave
Why can’t we escape
It’s all quiet now
What will be our fate

I made it out
But I’m still there
Every shout
Takes me back there
Back to that day
When we were hiding
Finding our way
Trying to break free
I can’t escape it
That day in my head
I try and fake it
But it’s there waiting
Panic starts to rise
Just as the sun sets
Cause I need the light
To fight the nightmares

It’s all quiet now
But we’re still here
It’s all quiet now
Why do we still fear
When can we leave
Why can’t we escape
It’s all quiet now
What will be our fate

Please let us out
You’re safe inside
But if he comes
We can’t hide
Please let us out
You’re safe inside
What if he comes
With his gun

It’s all quiet now
But we’re still here
It’s all quiet now
Why do we still fear
When can we leave
Why can’t we escape
It’s all quiet now
What will be our fate

Based On Me

Bad Girl is based on me. I have tattoos, wear a lot of black and I’ve always got on, what my friends like to call, my evil bitch face glare. But those are my walls, my defenses. Once you get passed them I’m loyal to and protective of my friends. Plus my friends get a kick out making fun of me for my glare and my short skirts. The name Roxanne actually came from one of my friends. One time I wore this really tight and short red dress so they started singing “Roxanne! You don’t have to put on the red dress” Basically calling me a whore. I thought it was funny and I guess it kind of stuck. But they know that thats not me on the inside. They don’t judge me on my looks, they accept me for who I am.

So I guess the moral of this song is that old saying, don’t judge a book by its cover. People don’t always project who they are on the inside, outside.

Love
Roxanne

Bad Girl

If you see me walking down the street
You are probably going to stare
I’m covered in black from head to feet
With tattoos and piercings here and there
I wear more leather than most you meet
With my standard evil bitch face glare
So my appearance doesn’t scream sweet
And any colour on me is rare

There’s more than one side of me

To you I’m a mystery
To them I am a bad girl
To my parents I am good
I’m not one thing in this world
A lot depends on my mood
As to which of these you get
The girl you get tomorrow
Could be one you’ve never met

If you don’t judge me after first sight
You’ll get to see a different me
You’ll see what I’m like on the inside
The part nobody bothers to see
I was taught to always be polite
And to be the best I could be
You’ll never see me with a powder that’s white
I don’t lose touch with reality

There’s more than one side of me

To you I am a mystery
To them I am a bad girl
To my parents I am good
I’m not one thing in this world
A lot depends on my mood
As to which of these you get
The girl you get tomorrow
Could be one you’ve never met

I am both the good and the bad
I have a lot of skirts that are short
And sometimes I’m more scantily clad
Than your average high class escort
But if you need I’ll give you a hand
Because sometimes that’s what friends are for
So I’d you stick around you’ll be glad
Because with me you’ll never bored

To you I’m a mystery
To them I am a bad girl
To my parents I am good
I’m not one thing to this world
A lot depends on my mood
As to which of these you get
The girl you get tomorrow
Could be one you’ve never met