Rebecca Loebe

You are not a siren And this is not your song But there is no denying I am holding on. I'm trying hard to hide you deep inside my chest. Just press your smile against your cheek And let gravity do the rest. I am not concluding We are not foregone. Bu

When I leave I'll leave the sun hanging straight up in the sky, Leave the apples in their baskets; let 'em rot and turn to wine. The cold averted glances, the fear in my bones. When I leave I'll leave the long arm and the trips behind the shed, The b

And then I woke up far away, In a house I owned, with barely any clothes on And a tousled head beside me. I was filthy as a mad woman, Guilty as a bad person. Oh, the night was young and free, And I cried, when I began to see. I woke up in a fantasy.

You're a peach, you're a gem, You're a prince among men, Love is a blessing, I know. But I've got my eye on the mystery prize, And it gets to me so. There are questions and answers on decent first dates In a heart that is open, while guarding its gat

You called me from the trenches, dear, Complaining of the atmosphere. Seems no one wants to hear any more About your sore sore. Parts of you are growing strong, Hardening and moving on. But oh, your eyes get so withdrawn, And well, I can tell. You're

I've got half a tank of gas, sun spots on the dash, And a shirt that smells a bit too much like you. I've got a lover I don't love, a heart too tired to bluff And throne that I just don't think I can use. Oh, I've been trying to tell me friends that

Fell asleep in Hartsfield, Woke up in LAX, A bloody mary balanced on my knee. Studied my reflection Caught between two panes of glass Right there on the plane. California, I warned you I can't stay. Alcohol and nicotine, Caffeine and Hollywood. Funny

I concede that I may have led you on, With a few key missing facts, Or maybe just the one. Oh, I know I should be strong, But you asked my favorite song, And rockin' then, you sang it all damn night. At the redneck karaoke bar You screamed my name an