You Can Go (To Hell)

This is an idea that I came up with last night. There have been a few times when men that I have dated have cheated. Usually I'll feel like things are going well and then they randomly are too busy for anything. Then, you see that they are in a relationship. The thing that strikes me is, in most cases, after a few months they try to call me. They tell me they are sorry and that it was the worst mistake they have ever made. This goes out to them. Words of advice to the men of the world. Don't cheat, especially on a girl with a guitar.

You Can Go (To Hell)
© 2011 Chelsey Sears

When I looked down and saw your name
On my phone, I must say
It took me a little more than by surprise
You tell me you're at your wits end
Since she just up an left
Now you comin' to me for advice

You're lost and you're feelin' alone
Like you've got nowhere that you can go
But I know a place, you'll fit in quite well
Honey, you can go to hell

Now that the table has been turned
You're gonna find out how bad it hurts
When your everything just wasn't enough
Runnin' around is not as much fun
When suddenly you are the one
Trying to pick all the pieces up

You're lost and you're feelin' alone
Like you've got nowhere that you can go
But I know a place, you'll fit in quite well
Honey, you can go to hell

So pack up those crocodile tears
'Cause there's nothing left for you here
Don't let the door hit you on your way out
If you're out lookin' for sympathy
You are going to find any
By coming back around

If you're lost and you're feelin' alone
Like you've got nowhere to go
I know a place, you'll fit in quite well
Honey, you can go to hell

(She Doesn't Need) A Man

I will never understand the whole "game" of dating. I was just sitting here thinking about that and this lyric came about. I plan on putting it to music tomorrow.

This will be a country ballad. Male or Female

(She Doesn't Need) A Man

© 2011 Chelsey Sears

She doesn't need a man

To ride in and save the day

When she feels like she's had

All she can take

She doesn't need a man

With all the answers to life

To be her open book

How to guide

She doesn't need a man

To be her better half

'Cause standing alone

She isn't doing too bad

No she doesn't need a man

She doesn't need a man

To make her life complete

To be everything that

She never thought she'd need

She doesn't need a man
To give her that glow
To make her feel that
She's not alone

She doesn't need a man

To be her better half

'Cause standing alone

She isn't doing too bad

No she doesn't need a man

So before you try to

Play all those lovers games

Know she's never had a problem

With walkin' away

'Cause She doesn't need a man

To be her better half

'Cause standing alone

She isn't doing too bad

No she doesn't need a man

Working Through Writer's Block

Since I have been so stressed out lately, I have caught a serious case of writer's block. Every time that I try to sit down and have a little quiet time with a blank sheet of paper and a pencil, I start to think about all the things I need to get done within the next week and I have a bit of a spaz attack. So, for the ump-teenth time, I am going to attempt to write. I have absolutely no clue where this is going to go, so bear with me. I am feeling some random ridiculousness...

Fernando

Sometimes, I just feel lonely

Around eleven o-clock

When the world is startin' to fall asleep

I head over to pick him up

It doesn't take no time at all

Soon as I gently touch his neck

He's up for anything

Hasn't turned me down yet

I say "Fernando, dear, you're glowing

In that streak of moon-light

That's creepin' through the curtains"

Then I pour a glass of wine

When I embrace him is magic

That nobody else can understand

When I wrap my arms around

That cherry red Fender Sonoran

The neighbors tend to complain

When we get a little loud

But when we find that rhythm

There's no slowin' us down

With every note that we hit

I swear the heavens open up

He's got the tone of an angel

And I can never get enough

I say "Fernando, dear, you're glowing

In that streak of moon-light

That's creepin through the curtains"

Then I pour a glass of wine

When I embrace him, it's magic

That nobody can understand

When I wrap my arms around

That cherry red Fender Sonoran

Fernando, Dear, you're glowing

In that streak of moon-light

That's creepin' through the curtains

Let me pour this glass of wine

Then we'll make some magic

That nobody can understand

I just want to wrap my arms around

That Fender Sonoran

.........Writer's Block Vanquished!!!!!! Disclaimer : This is....crap. But it's a complete lyric, so it counts. :)

As finals approach I find that I do not have as much time to devote to my writing. This upsets me, but the good news is that in 19 days I will graduate, which will give me some free time to devote to writing.
I have not written any lyrics in the past few days. However, I have been working on music for "Run", and I hope to be able to record it some time next week.
Tomorrow I'll head home for Easter Break. Maybe I'll have some time to write :)

Run

Sooo....I am going to try to write again. This is kind of building off of my idea from yesterday. I actually had a dream about the opening line of this. I think I finished the song in my dream, but I don't remember the rest. So, here goes nothing. Female country ballad.

Run
© 2011 Chelsey Sears

Always a bridesmaid, never a bride
Always the good friend, never the wife
In a one bed-room apartment down on seventh street
She's twenty-nine and she's got nothin' to show
But a job she hates, and an older model
Pick-up truck that breaks down every other week

People tell her to give it some time
That she'll find her place in life

But she's tired of bein caught in the backseat
Watchin' her friends and her family
Move on while she's waitin' for the better things to come
Sooner or later these stepping stones
Are gonna lead her to the open road
One of these days she's gonna run

This town is small, but its closets are burstin'
With skeletons, and folks peeking out of the curtains
It's hard to move forward when the past is standin' in your way
'Cause everybody knows someone who
Has a story to tell, regardless if it's true
Rumors spread like a wildfire 'cross a drought stricken plain

There's nothing' left for her around here
Eventually she'll get fed up and shift gears

'Cause she's tired of bein caught in the backseat

Watchin' her friends and her family

Move on while she's waitin' for the better things to come

Sooner or later these stepping stones

Are gonna lead her to the open road

One of these days she's gonna run

She sees the branches tossing in the wind

Of the thunderstorm that's movin' in

As she sits at the traffic light, waitin' for green

Raindrops on her windshield talk

Telling her not to stop

And the sweet smell of freedom is floating on the breeze

She's tired of bein caught in the backseat

Watchin' her friends and her family

Move on while she's waitin' for the better things to come

All these little stepping stones

Are leading her to the open road

Today's the day, she's gonna run

Just run

This is Gonna Hurt

Well, I've been trying to write for the last week but nothing has come to mind. I'm working on my 20th lyric of the challenge and I cannot seem to get my ideas across. Well, this isn't a fun one, but I'm going to just roll with this idea and see where it leads...
Female Country Ballad

This is Gonna Hurt
© 2011 Chelsey Sears

In the back of my mind
I knew this day would come
When he would look at me and smile
Tell me he found someone
That I'd tell him I was happy
That he deserved the best
But never in a million years
Did I think it'd feel like this

I can see that look
Dancing in his eyes
And I know he's gonna fall
It's just a matter of time
So I'll just keep playin' the good friend
And I'll brace for the worst
'Cause this is gonna hurt

As long as I can remember
I've looked up to him
Like a big brother
Back when we were kids
He was my shoulder to cry on
When Johnny broke my heart
Now his life is coming together
And I'm fallin' apart

'Cause I see that look

Dancing in his eyes

And I know he's gonna fall

It's just a matter of time

So I'll just keep playin' the good friend

And I'll brace for the worst

'Cause this is gonna hurt

I've only got myself to blame

Lord knows I had my chance

So I guess I'll let the "what if"s

Slip through my hands

'Cause I see that look

Dancing in his eyes

And I know he's gonna fall

It's just a matter of time

So I'll just keep playin' the good friend

And I'll brace for the worst

'Cause this is gonna hurt

I'll keep bein' his best friend

And I'll brace for the worst

'Cause this is gonna hurt

Hideaway

Sorry for my absence folks! It has been a crazy week. As I'm coming to the end of my college career I am feeling more and more burnt out, which has left me a bit depressed. I guess that's what 18 years of being in school does to you sometimes. But one thing I look forward to is having a bit more freedom in my schedule for my horses, and for my music. A forty hour work-week will be nothing compared to 22 credit hour semesters, being on two athletic teams, and working two nights per week. I'm hoping to take some guitar lessons in order to further my songwriting.

So, today I am just going to sit down at my laptop and write something. I have no idea where this is going to go, I just know that I need to make myself do this. It's time. This is going to be a male lyric, along the lines of Jason Aldean.

Hideaway
© 2011 Chelsey Sears

I can hear the thunder comin'
It's pickin' up speed
And the sweet smell of summer rain
Is floatin' in the breeze
It's gonna be upon us
Any minute now
And Honey I can't wait for
The power to go out

'Cause I've got a dozen candles waiting
And a bottle of red wine
We can lay down some blankets
Camp in the living room all night
This guitar is tuned and ready
To play your favorite songs
In our hideaway until
The storm moves on

The flash of the lightening
Is starting to break through
That crack in the curtains
Of the window across the room
Sure the wind is howling
Like a runaway train
If you stay right here with me
I'll keep you safe

'Cause I've got a dozen candles waiting

And a bottle of red wine

We can lay down some blankets

Camp in the living room all night

This guitar is tuned and ready

To play your favorite songs

In our hideaway until

The storm moves on

When the skies start to darken

As we journey through life

Just follow me girl

Come inside

'Cause I've got a dozen candles waiting

And a bottle of red wine

We can lay down some blankets

Camp in the living room all night

This guitar is tuned and ready

To play your favorite songs

In our hideaway until

The storm moves on