She’s looking for a bad boy
Been down this road before
So tired of being second best
Can’t take it anymore.

Doesn’t have a decent job
He’s thirty five year!s old
Still living with his parents
But , he’s got her….. heart and soul.

Gotta know I’d treat her right
Not like the other guys
But friday nights, all by herself
She sits at home and cries.

She’s looking for a bad boy
Who knows the reasons why?
He treats her bad, he makes her sad|
Still she’s crazy bout this guy.

Barbecues and movies
Chips, burgers and hot wings
She never gets invited
She’ll never see a ring.

Never buys her dinner
Tells her to wait on him
Would rather be out with his friends 
Would rather be with them.

I got a reservation
At a hot new restaurant
Could pick her up, could take her out|
But, I’m not the one she wants.

She’s looking for a bad boy
Who knows the reasons why
He treats her bad, makes her sad
Still she’s crazy bout this guy.

Saturdays he rocks her world
She says they’re more than friends
His bedroom’s in the basement
She spends the night with him.

Make-up, and expensive shoes
She’ll be wearing a new dress
He’ll be in his dirty jeans
You know he could care less.

In twenty years, she’ll look back
Won’t do her any good
She’ll recall mistakes she made
All the Should’a , Could’a , Would’s!


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On the hunt, on the prowl 
Always looking for the prize
Another shiny trinket 
There before your eyes.

Broken hearts, shattered dreams
Stepped over, cast aside
Carelessly , haphazardly
You told so many lies.

Stepping stones … one by one
So sure to get ahead
Taking what you want or crave
Whatever you could get.

Whimsical , flirtatious
So confident… so sure
Wrapped around your finger

I was heart and soul…. all yours.

Every plot and indiscretion
Every single step you’d take
Always calculated
To minimize mistakes.

Deceiving and misleading
No regrets , no restless nights
No concern for pride or trust
No regard for what is right.

Abandoned, yes forsaken
As cunning as a shark
Nothing less…. expected
From …The Queen of Broken Hearts.


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I shouldn’t have to worry
Or be scared to go to school
I shouldn’t be afraid of you
Or what you’re going to do.

The anger and the evil
Is brewing deep inside
Wondering if this could be
The day that I might die.

18 years …still just a boy
Who sold that gun to you?
What government approved the sale
Knowing what that gun could do?

That kind of gun in your hands
Can shred and tear apart
The tissues, bones and organs
Including my own heart.

The clerk behind the counter
Did he question or doubt you?
Why didn’t he refuse to sell
That body armor, too?

So obvious you needed help
But, now it is too late
If only someone had said “no”
They could have changed our fate.

The money made at our expense
By the NRA
Is protected by the senators
Who know they’ll get their way.

Their status and positions
Mean more to them you see
They don’t care about the lives
Of children just like me.

My innocence, my childhood
Now covered in the blood
Shed by my friends and teachers
Can’t you see enough’s enough?

Change the laws … Ban the guns
Don’t just walk away
Stop the senseless killings
Please… you’ve got to find a way!


A powder keg about to blow
Your fuse is short …. just can’t let go
Can’t get your way ?…. You make a scene
You pitch a fit …. you shout and scream.

Feathers ruffled …. can’t let go

Can’t stop yourself , you’ve sunk too low

Out of control …. Can’t get you back
Always on guard … to pounce, attack.

There’s no pill …. to bring you down
Before you’re done …. you’ll hit the ground.
No way to know …. what will ignite
Fuel your rage and start a fight.

Not so fun …to be around
Afraid to speak or make a sound
Everything I say or do
Sets you off and bothers you.

What can I do to make you see
You’re hurting you …. you’re hurting me?
Everyone is trying hard
To keep you calm …. right from the start.

But, stress and tension seem to find
You in distress …. most of the time
I’ll step away … away from you
There’s nothing more that I can do.




Can’t come down
If I wanted to
Can’t stop myself
From hurting you.

Out of control 
Out of my mind
It always happens
Every time.

I start to climb
I shake …. I shiver
I can’t let go
I start to quiver. 

Like I’m possessed 
I’m in a trance
Can’t stop this feeling
I know …. I can’t.

The rage ….. the fury
Anger within
The force … the power 
It all begins.

No rhyme or reason
No alibis
I’m in the zone
Can’t weep ….  can’t cry.

Won’t give in
Won’t bend … won’t bow
I’m flying high
I’m soaring now.

I can’t stop
No reasoning
Can’t get to me
No pandering.

I’m right ….. you’re wrong
Feel justified
High on my horse
It’s do or die. 

Yes, I’m unstable
I’m off the wall
I’m full of anger 
About to fall.

I need a doctor
I need some help
I can’t control
Control my self.


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I know you’re feeling overwhelmed 
It seems apparent …. one can tell
When you’re bursting at the seams
You do and say … things you don’t mean.

Can’t you see…. we want to help?
Why don’t you stop the urge to yell?
The slightest comment sets you off
I know it’s not … what you were taught.

Your children stand there paralyzed
Can’t you see they’re terrified?
What kind of message are you sending?
Look at their faces… they are cringing.

Stop looking for ….  someone to blame
Life’s  not a contest …. or  a game
Stop  projecting all your fears 
Why not step back …. start shifting gears?

So defensive … maybe unsure
Don’t need to be ….. so insecure
Don’t be so quick … quick to react
Put up your guard…. start  to attack.

Don’t bite the hand that tries to help
You’re not alone …. not by yourself
After all that you’ve received
You push away the ones you need. 

All the rage you have within
Is going to hurt you in the end
You’ll be standing all alone
Those that cared …. will all be gone.

No one can stop you … once you start
You push ahead .… you go too far
The stress won’t do you any good
Why won’t you act the way you should?

It doesn’t matter if you’re right
Sometimes it’s better not to fight
Take the high road …. let it go
Don’t let your feelings always show.

Contain your anger … get a grip 
Find a lid …. to put on it
Show your strength by self control
Make staying calm … your quest, your goal. 


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Spare me the drama
The crocodile tears
Don’t mean what they did
When I first got here.

Like in a movie 
You’re playing a part
You turned on the tears
Before breaking my heart. 

Nothing about you
Is honest or true
It took me awhile
But I see right through you.

You set the stage
The candles … the wine
I was enthralled 
With you every time. 

But, you’re  an imposter
A fake ….. just a con
You’ll take what you want
And then you’ll be gone.

So many dreams 
So many lives
Crushed in your wake
When you say Goodbye. 

Innocence …. kindness
The challenge …. the fun
The grief and the sadness
Before you are done. 

A beautiful cover
With an empty shell
A glimpse at the devil
Coming straight out of hell.


Off the leash…. running 
So wild and so free
Releasing the child
The child within me.

Letting go of the anguish
Learning to fly
Walking away
With my head held up high.

Giving in …. having to
Just give it up
It’s time to face it
Yes …. I’ve had enough.

Don’t ask any questions
Don’t weep …. no, don’t cry
Sometimes it gets better
When we say Goodbye.

Up in the clouds
Beyond the stars
Utopia waits
Though it seems …. oh so far.

No time to waste
There’s fun to be had
Stop being so angry
Stop being so mad

Let it all go
Run like the wind
This is your chance 
To start over again.


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It’s so hard to say I’m sorry
Too little and too late
I paid the price, I made mistakes. Thought I was something great.

Live with the shame and sorrow
Regret most days and nights
I hurt the one who loved me most. What I did wasn’t right.

Should have begged you for forgiveness
Should of got down on my knees
There’s no excuse , nothing to say
I was a fool to leave.

So right for you to close the door No second chance for me I don’t deserve a wink or nod. Not worth your company.

See you found somebody new
Someone that you can trust. Wish I didn’t screw around Could’ve been the two of us.


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