Most of the songs I write sound redundant, but I'm working with what I have.
Please tell me what you think.

The Game
It's odd the way it doesn't hurt
To know that you're with her.
It's not that I don't wish you mine;
Or me whom you prefer.

It's just the way you watch me
When you think that I don't know.
That makes me wonder if there's more
Behind the care you show.

The little things you tell me
In contrast to what I hear;
The unexpected compliments
Still burn within my ear.

If just one day is all we had
To feed this lust's desire,
Without a second wasted
I'd be sure to spread the fire.

So is it wrong to know exactly
What it is I want?
Some may call this thought impure
To think, and moreso, flaunt.

Yet I feel strangely empowered
In uttering these words;
Like no one's thoughts can bring me down,
And least of them all, hers.

But what I really need to know
Is if you feel the same.
For even if I never win,
I'll never quit the game.

With You
I've got a pocketful of change.
We can take it, make it, last us all the way.
It doesn't even matter where we go;
You're the only thing my heart has been looking for.

I hope we make a wrong turn on the way.
We don't make town, breakdown, and get caught in the rain.
As long as I have you by my side
I can never waste another day not enjoyin' the ride.

I want to go away with you.
We could ride away, right away, and not think things through.
Maybe when the time's right we can hold hands.
It'll feel so right to talk all night, and make new plans.

You have brightened up my skies so.
And at the risk of failing this I think you should know.
I think I wanna be with you.
And if we ever are together my dreams have come true.