The heart is forever inexperienced
A girl that enjoys words, and savors music
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There’s this inevitable feeling of that I’m not going fall in love. The possibility of never having a inseparable bond between someone who is not family. The continuous feeling of seeing something in someone that I absolutely adore. It’s a certainty of not connecting with anyone fully, and not being committed to a relationship. It’s that feeling of not having someone see beautiful qualities that I can’t possibly see for myself.

I had no time to hate, because
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample I
Could finish enmity.

Nor had I time to love, but since
Some industry must be,
The little toil of love, I thought,
Was large enough for me.

— “The Girl in the Flammable Skirt” by Aimee Bender

you’re hard to hug, tough to talk to
and i never fall asleep, when you’re in my bed
all you give me is a heartbeat
i’ve turned into a statue
and it makes me feel depressed
cause the only time you open up is when we get undressed

you don’t love me, big fucking deal
i’ll never tell, you how i feel
you don’t love me, not a big deal
i’ll never tell you how i feel

hook:
it almost feels like a joke to play out the part
when you are not the starring role in someone else’s heart
you know i’d rather walk alone, than play a supporting role
if i can’t get the starring role.

sometimes i ignore you so i feel in control
cause really, i adore you, and i can’t leave you alone
fed up with the fantasies, they cover what is wrong
come on, baby, let’s just, get drunk, forget we don’t get on

you like my dad, you get on well
i send my best, regards from hell

hook:
it almost feels like a joke to play out the part
when you are not the starring role in someone else’s heart
you know i’d rather walk alone, than play a supporting role
if i can’t get the starring role

i never sent for love, i never had a heart to mend
because before the start began, i always saw the end

yeah, i wait for you to open up, to give yourself to me
but nothing’s ever gonna give, i’ll never set you free
yeah i’ll never set you free

hook:
it almost feels like a joke to play out the part
when you are not the starring role in someone else’s heart
you know i’d rather walk alone, than play a supporting role
if i can’t get the starring role.

“The Realm of Possibility” by David Levithan 
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn’t mention us
And the bible didn’t mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin’ on our heads
But they’re just old light, they’re just old light
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I’d done alright
And kissed me ‘til the mornin’ light, the mornin’ light
And he kissed me ‘til the mornin’ light

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn’t bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn’t destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn’t mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first

“Samson” by Regina Spektor