Music

I heard this song the way to work this morning. I loved it. I remember thinking you can truly hear the sorrow in this guys voice. Little did I know how much differently I would hear it tonight.

Jake Coco, Broken Hearts and Fairytales

Life is so frustrating, and it's getting over rated.
A broken heart, a fairytale it's all the same to me.
But I don't wanna be just waiting patiently
For life to come and take me away.

So I'm sitting here in silence, and I'm pretty sure that violence
Is the only form of love I'll ever know.
But I guess that goes to show that even those filled up with hope
have less than you can tell meets the eye.

And you lead me on and on and on again, you do.
You lead me on and on and on again;
I hope to God this hurts you too.
I wish I never loved you; I wish I didn't care.

Life is so degrading, and I'm pretty sure I hate it.
I gotta get myself out of this town.
Before I'm broken down, lying shattered on the ground,
For all the world to see who I am.

And you lead me on and on and on again, you do.
You lead me on and on and on again;
I hope to God this hurts you too.
I wish I never loved you; I wish I didn't care.



Jake Coco, Old T-Shirt

It's been three weeks since I've heard from you,
and my bed sheets are screaming cuz they miss you too.
It's looking like I'm sleeping alone again tonight.

I've got a clean slate waiting with your name on the chalk,
come over now baby get me outta the dark.
I'm laying here playing solitaire hoping I see you.

And I'm hoping that your coming back tomorrow,
because I'm too in love with you to ever let this go.

I've got your old T-shirt and your mini skirt waiting for you to come back home.
I need you here, oh yes my dear, so come on home.

I wrote ten love songs with your name in the title;
prayed to Jesus, Mary, Joseph every man in the Bible;
I'm wishing on a star even though it's only noon.

I'm watching reruns of our favorites shows,
my stomach's been hurting like nobody knows,
I'm jumping up every time I hear my phone ring.

And I'm hoping that your coming back tomorrow,
because I'm too in love with you to ever let this go.
I've got your old T-shirt and your mini skirt waiting for you to come back home.
I need you here, oh yes my dear, so come on home.

When you're in love, like I'm in love,
then everything is not enough.

And I'm hoping that your coming back tomorrow,
cuz I'm too in love with you to ever let this go.
I've got your old T-shirt and your mini skirt waiting for you to come back home.
I need you here, oh yes my dear, so come on home.

Jake Coco, If I were an Artist

I could paint you red, like the passion you feel

It might not be colorful, but at least it’d be real

And I could paint you green,

like the envy you know,

when you’re all alone at night

With nowhere to go

And I could paint you grey,

to show how you’re empty

To show how you don’t care

So the world can all see

And I could paint you clear,

I'd make you graceful

I'd make you beautiful

Cuz that’s what you are

And I could paint you taupe

Because they say that it’s soothing

But you’re like a drug to me

That could use some abusing

And I could paint you gold

To show you’re immortal

Would that make you honest?

Would it make you sincere?

Scarlet and Clover, all the things we talked about

Violet and green and the world in between

The grey skies in your blue eyes,

broken hearts are all that you know

I could be clear

Yeah you could see through me

And I could be beautiful

Just to be yours

Just to be….I could paint you clear,

Id make you graceful

Id make you beautiful

Cuz that’s what you are

And I could be clear, and I could be graceful

I swear Id be colorful just to be yours

If I were an artist, then I could be yours

If I were an artist, then I could be yours