New Song

I just wrote a new song to help me cope with a broken heart.
Why is emotional garbage the songwriters choice source for inspiration? I don't know.

Don't look for a recording of this just yet. I'm planning on using a friend's studio next weekend. Depending on my state of mind, I may record it. This is probably one of the hardest things I've ever written, lived, and sung. But I have to move on, and this is part of that process.

I'm completely open to constructive criticism. So, you writers out there need to tell me what's up. Don't be shy. The damage has already been done, and I was the one who pulled the switch. That still doesn't give me an excuse for poor writing.


"When My Tears Do The Singing"

I guess I was wrong
I guess I was wrong
I can’t write,
I can’t write,
The screenplay of her life,

The wind has been knocked out of me,
And I just don’t want to go on,
God, it hurts,
And no one knows it better than me,

I guess I was wrong,
I guess I was wrong,
I can’t write,
I can’t write,
The screenplay of my life,

I wish I could be like her,
But passion gets the better of me,
It’s so hard,
But God knows it better than me.

I don’t see any cameras here,
No stuntmen lined up to take my fall,
It doesn’t seem like anyone is here except me,
And the make up on my face makes me look like a clown,
Before I even met my bride, I went ahead and bought her a gown,
I don’t know why I’m crying over what never was,
It’s just that I loved her so much,
But the feeling wasn’t mutual.

I guess He was right,
I guess He was right,
Only He can write,
Only He can write,
The screenplay of our lives