LOVE LIKE A SUICIDE

HB april 2011
 
v.1.
bustin’ out the windows, slammin’ the doors
throwin’ out the ornaments that she once wore
dreamin’ of a better coat than she put on
leave him, she would, on his broken down throne
 
<<lick>>
 
makin up excuses for missin’ her scene
late morning lay-outs dissected her dreams
the first time around she laughed at his jokes 
they’re not quite as funny, when they get caught in your throat
    (…can I love without killing me?...)
 
    she continues to run
    and tries to become a tiny piece
    of what she thinks he needs
 
    she believes all the lies
    inside her mind and runs to him 
    just like a suicide
 
v.2.
she just wanna hold him without all the lines
without the trouble gettin’ them behind
without the jabs, the words that can cut
“don’t try to fix me, let me be messed up”
    (…can you love without fixing me?...)
 
    “love me just as I am
    cause that’s what I am, and that should be 
    all that you ever need”
 
    she continues to hide
    the real her inside, and bend to him 
    just like a suicide
 
 
bridge
the uncomfortable skin, the burn and the ink…
will he like it this time?
    will he like it on me?
        is true love a memory?...
 
swelling with tears as her world comes unglued
she’s a body of water they all can see through…
        
 
(chorus)    she continues to hide
        all of the signs, to cover up 
        pieces of damaged pride
 
        sweet relief in her eyes 
        the pain of surprise to see that she 
        loves him like suicide
 
(outro)        when, she pushes aside
            the darkest of lies, he runs away
            ….GUITAR HOOK….
 
            try, expose all the lies,
            stand up for your life, for every right…
            ….GUITAR HOOK….
 
            stand, expose all the lies
            the pretty disguise
            ….GUITAR HOOK….
 
    don’t continue to hide all of the signs
    and ask,” is your love like a suicide?”

IF I COULD

liz hargett & hank barbee 7.4.2010
 
 
If I could play the game of life
Like I could play a hand of cards
I’d hide the best ones
Cheat the bad ones…
 
If I was dealt the flush royale
I would take my winnings out
Run as far as
Stay as long as…
 
        If I could I would
        Go anywhere with you, my dear
        If I could I would
        Run away to somewhere new
         Or the middle of nowhere
         If I could I would
        With you…
 
 
Oh, how I need a getaway
Where nobody knows my name
And they ask nothing
And I give nothing…out
 
Oh, how I want to cheat today
Stack an ace below an ace
Deal the bottom
Just to win one…time
 
 
            If I could I would
            Go anywhere with you, my dear
            If I could I would
            Run away to somewhere new
              Or the middle of nowhere
            If I could I would
 
                 these are the cards I have been dealt
                     so these are the cards that I will play
                 I only want to fill my days 
                     with love and music…
 
I feel lost within the day
Will I ever find my way?
To the place where
I belong there… home
 
All the lies surround my head
And every tear that I have bled
Can you tame me?
Rearrange me?...please
 
 
            If I could I would
            Sing in cafés, and love my new shade
            If I could I would
            Get away to somewhere new 
            Like the middle of nowhere
            If I could I would…
            …Would you?
 
*thanks Lizzy 

LITTLE MISS AMERICA JONES

HB 7.31.2011
 
America sings in her living room
and dreams that she’s gonna get away
she’ll turn in her keys and wave ‘em goodbye one day
 
she walks so strong as she’s lookin up
she talk the wrong side of the law
there’s a light in her eyes and dark in her heart
Little Miss America Jones
 
    her beautiful ordinary
    was blown across the burnin’ sand
    her ribbons of gold slipped right through my hands
 
now she walks so tall with her head high
she talk an honest life of control
there’s a light in her eyes and a piece of regret in her soul
 
she wakes up loud from her darkest sleep
she’s proud now on both sides of the fall
there’s a light in her eye to cut thru the dark
Little Miss America Jones
 
    her beautiful ordinary
    was blown across the burnin’ sand
    her ribbons of gold slippin’ right through my hands
 
she sings to me in my darkest sleep
she hides me under cover of the road
lies of surprise and pieces of hope
in Little Miss America Jones
 
    **LAP STEEL SOLO **
 
            her beautiful ordinary
            was blown across the burnin’ sand
            her ribbons of gold slipped right through my hands
 
        her pieces of ordinary
        fall upon our virgin hands
    they lighten the load and make a new start 
    for Little Miss America Jones 
 
    just look for the gold right in your heart
    Little Miss America Jones 
        Little Miss America Jones 
            Little Miss America Jones 
 

TANGLED

hank barbee, new years 2010-11
 
I hope I can dream you in color tonight        
I hope I can dream of that smile, it lights up my life                    
 
how do I miss talking to you?
and how I do miss lying with you lying on me
 
tangled all up, wrapped all around, missing your touch
when all I think of is holding you now
 
when you call, I will answer to anything    
for I had not anticipated                        
feeling for you like I do…but I do…            
 
how does she miss holding to me?
how I do miss feeling of her feeling for me
 
and how does she feel when she’s pressed up to me?
and how do I know if it’s meant to be, or if it is true?
 
where is that girl, the one that I love?        
where is the one, that she’s thinking of on this chilly night?        
 
new years eve, but the distance won’t keep me
out of reach, from her heart that heals me
and holding so fast at my side…at my side…
 
all this is hitting me so hard tonight, maybe I’m tired
my head is tight and wrapped around you
 
cause we just belong like an A before B        
like I belong tangled with you when you’re tangled with me            
 
well, I’ll come back, to Carolina time
I’ll leave the west to lonely Mountain Time
cause you wake me up inside…deep inside…
 
and when you call, I will answer to anything
for I had not anticipated
feeling for you like I do…but I do…
 

DELUGE

HB 5.11.11
 
there’s a deluge comin’ down                    
we’re baggin’ sand and stackin’ ground            
pilin’ them up along every mile                
gonna meet the flood in a little while            
 
there’s a deluge runnin’ off
grindin’ an beatin’ on the levee walls
its an ocean motion pushin’ over field and lake
our pieces of home in a lost wake
 
    we’re holdin’ onto nothing, “where we gonna go?”    
 
        salvation is on the river                    
        muddy waters on the banks                    
        where only scar and stain remain                
        all that once was, washed away                
 
there’s a deluge comin’ down
we loaded the car and we’re leavin’ town
draggin’ what we can from the muddy street
and a pair of shoes for the little feet
 
trailer park momma, got her head down
two at her side, one in her gown
poolin’ up the sorrow as she wades along
she never had a thing worth bettin’ on
 
    she’s holding on for life, “don’t let me go”            
 
        salvation is on the river                        
        muddy waters on the banks                
        where only scar and stain remain                
        all that once was, washed away                
 
 
            hold me on, hold me on, hold me on the river        
            hold me on, hold me on, hold me on the river        
            hold me on, hold me on, hold me on the river        
            hold me on, hold me on, hold me on the river    
                    

HARDWIRED