Jeremy Warmsley – If He Breaks Your Heart acoustic version

My bad! I forgot how much I adore Jeremy Warmsley. It’s the ‘I still won’t stand a chance’ line that gets me every time. Prettiness and heartbreak wrapped in a song

If he breaks your heart
I will break his legs
If he takes the piss
I will break his face
If he fucks it up
I will kill him stone cold dead
If he breaks your heart
Will I stand a chance?

If he hangs around
Like an awful smell
I will have some words
I will keep you safe
If he never gets the message
Written loud and clear
I will write it down
I will take him down
If he breaks your heart
Will I stand a chance?

Ahhh…

If he treats you right
I will be his friend
I will never sing
This song out loud
If he breaks your heart
I will break his legs
If he breaks your heart
I will break his face
If he breaks your heart
I will end him
I

If he breaks your heart
I still won’t stand a chance

Ahhh…

Oooooo…

Widowspeak – Harsh Realm

 

Lyrics:

Last night I thought of you
Years ago, when bodies grew
An empty home
A vacant Hell
I knew you in the harsh realm
I thought about how it was
I thought about you because
I always
think about you
I always think about you

I always think about you
I always think about you
I always think about you
I always think about you

SBTRKT – Never Never

 

Not my usual bag but lovely lyrics and beautiful voice. I’ve decided to grow up alittle and stop chasing heart break. Deleting phone numbers and BBM pins is the smartest thing I could do today šŸ™‚

 

LYRICS!

It’s complicated when you gravitate towards yourself.
On the other hand it’s hard to talk to anyone else.
You can’t help-can’t help where your mind goes.
So lets’ harvest on the moon with the autumn snow.
‘Cause I’ve never never had so much to gain and threw it all away.
And if I ever ever had the chance again I’d probably do the same.
Singing ooooh I’ve only let you down.
Singing ooooh I’ve left you the crown.
Open up open up to see you’re, see you’re face,
Whatching yourself in your dreams like wide awake.
Hoping hoping you’ll return my calls.
Convince myself on my health that it’s not my fault.
‘Cause I’ve never never had so much to gain and threw it all away.
And if I ever ever had the chance again I’d probably do the same.
Singing ooh I’ve only let you down.
Singing ooh I’ve left you the crown.

Ahhhhh…
Ooooh….
Ahhhhh…
Ooooohh…

No one ever had so much to gain or so much to lose.
No one ever had so much to gain or so much to lose.
No one ever had so much to gain or so much to lose.

If I ever had If I ever had if I ever had another…

See I’ve never never had so much to gain and threw it all away.
And if I ever ever had a chance again I’d probably do the same.
Singing ooooh I’ve only let you down.
Singing ooooh I’ve left you the crown.

See I’ve never never had so much to gain or had so much to lose.
And if I ever ever get past the shame and get through the bruises.
Singing oooh I’ll never let you down.
Singing oooh I never left the crown.

Tom Waits – Way Down In The Hole

 

Having a Tom Waits day. God I love this man!

 

Down in the hole…

 

Tom Waits makes me want to smoke more cigarettes and drink whiskey in a shady bar with a bar man who knows my drinks order every time.

 

Single life!

Ok although I enjoyed my exploration of the single life and partying every night I think it’s best to retire my party hat.

I’m so sleepy and London town in 45 days.

Meeeeew!

I might actually need a boyfriend to calm me down – lame but true.

Sleeping and eating til I leave

 

OLD!

I woke up to a startling realisation… I’m old.

I don’t think I help myself by having a 21 year old boyfriend. Sigh!

It’s just I’m going through an insecure phase and despite being the lowest weight of my adult life, having good hair and a London wardrobe in South Africa, I’m pretty depro.

I can’t help but compare myself to all the young beautiful woman I see out. I just don’t know how to make myself feel better. It’s especially hard when your boyfriend is not comfortable complimenting.

Got job, got car, got boyfriend, got enough money to buy milk. Life should be good

Mew!

I just feel like moving back to SA has put my back emotionally five years. I feel the same insecurity I did in high school but none of the hope that its only one more year til I go to uni.

I’m sure it’ll get better once I settle down more but it’s been a year since I moved back and I’m very unsure it was the right decision.

I was so independent and self assured there and I’ve regressed in SA.

I think it’s the wholeĀ caringĀ about someone more than yourself. I was very selfish there. I was there for friends but didn’t really open up my heart to anyone else.

When you put your heart in someoneĀ else’sĀ hands youĀ riskĀ a lotĀ and I think thats the problem.

I’ve been burned more than a few times by men and now I feel like they do this because I’m not good enough. I kinda know it’s not true but the flirting with other girls is really getting me down.

I don’t like that I leave a club after a big fight in tears and I wake up the next day to boyfriends 6 new gorgeous facebook friends. All girls at the club. I don’t get to ask because that would imply I don’t trust but theres a level of respect that says before the person you love asks why not volunteer the information.

Mew/Sigh

Insecurity is like an illness without cure

Embarrassing Moment No. 32 This Year…

A look back on my year so far ….

Embarrassing Moment No.32. Ā  Accidental sexual harassment in the dentists office.

So I make my way to the dentist, freshly flossed teeth and breath so fresh it justifies the vigourous tooth brushing and mouthĀ garglingĀ I put myself through.

I settle down in the dentist chair and tense my body waiting for the pain and discomfort I know is coming. So the dentist has both his hands in my mouth and my mouth is wider than it should be , he’s cracking a few jokes and my polite laughter nearly makes me swollow my tongue but I’m thinking so far so good, the drugs he stabbed into my gums are working and maybe, just maybe this won’t be the usual painful and traumatic experience I’ve becomeĀ accustomedĀ to.

The dentist pauses to start filling the hole he just made in my tooth and I glance around the room only for my eyes to land on my crotch and the enormous bow coming out of my zipper. OMFG! The very cute underwearĀ I put on for no other reason than it was at the top of the pile of clean clothes has made a break for it and I’ve basically got a very large very noticeable bow trapped in my zipper. How I didn’t notice when I left my house is a mystery but anyhow.

I start to sweat and casually inch my hands from my stomach to my crotch but alas my sudden movement has drawn the gaze of my dentist and with one eyebrow raised he looks between my face and my crotch. I just nervously laughed as much as I could around his hands and shrugged.

The rest of my appointment involved him looking uncomfortable and stepping away from me every time the nurse turned her back. Eventually the horror was over, I went into the hallway Ā and I quickly started stuffing my bow back in my jeans only for the nurse to exit the room while I was half way done. I don’t think she got that my hand was in my pants but I do think she thought I was a weirdo and I’m sure the dentist was tapping his foot impatiently back in his office waiting to tell her of my mortifying experience.

That was my last dentist appointment before I left London. I wonder if on a subconscious level I left so I wouldn’t have to face seeing them again. Probably not. I’ve had way more embarrassing things happen this month.

No Sex In The Champagne Room Or At Least My Room…

I recently had the opportunity toĀ reconnectĀ with an ex and I did a little happy dance at the thought ofĀ breakingĀ the seal on months of abstinence.

I wined him and dined with aĀ finesseĀ most of our previous dates had lacked and we ended up at my house.

I wasn’t leaving anything up to chance and slipped on my sexy underwear and hoped for the best.

We were kissing and I could see the goal posts in the distance when he pulled away and said ‘I think we should stop. I need to get back to where I was emotionally when we dated…It’ll be more special then’ Ā I gasped !

I initially couldn’t even verbally respond, I just glanced around the room looking for an imaginary audience who would be as shocked as I was. I mean really, I was practically naked, ready for action and he’s says no…lets wait.

I reacted like the nice girl I am and said it was all right and when he asked to hold me I suffered in silence. He finally fell asleep and I escaped the prison of his arms, rolled into a cold spot and pondered my life.

My irritation at the turn of events was baffling, especially since a guy acting put out by me saying we should wait would result in a few choice words and a kick out the door.

When did I become the guy in the relationship? Have I watched too much Sex and The City ? What happened?

A few weeks have passed now and I’m actually pretty glad he was being a wet blanket and I wonder if a few guys feel that way… a foot stamping tantrum and you realise you’ve been saved from a potentially unsatisfying experience.

I’ve never had ex- sex and perhaps I was saved by a metrosexual.

Long live men in silk scarves x