Only us Words fired out of spite going home alone again tonight In the dark, a growing fright that we might never find A way out, the way through Slow motion crash of two lost souls running blindly from it all In the dark, can love hold what we don’t want to know About me, about you There’s only, there’s only us No sides to argue What we can’t face it turns to rust, reaching out we almost touch In the dark, chasing love that we don’t even trust Part of me, part of you In the dark we’re always fading In the dark we come undone In the dark I’m all I fear and In the dark loves lost and won There’s only us, there’s only us, there’s only us There’s only us, past me, beyond you There’s only us, there’s only us, there’s only us There’s only us, all of me, all of you Words and music by Anne Stott (c) 2010 All rights reserved.

I Want to Know Words and Music By Anne Stott In the turn of the night before the break of dawn With a blink of the eye what was right became wrong You were saying something more about wanting less But I couldn’t hear your voice cuz I got up to get dressed It was right before now and just after then The smell of your touch never left my bed If you read between the lines If you tempt all the gods If you curse at the moon If you weigh all your odds If you wander 40 days and 40 nights in between You still won’t know what can’t be I want to know I want to know It was a twist of the knife with a turn of phrase There was blood on the sheets in this lover’s maze It ripped right through my mind it shot straight through my heart That breach of trust that tore us apart Then a new year dawns so harsh and bright And that night that went wrong will never be right If you read between the lines If you tempt all the gods If you curse at the moon If you weigh all your odds If you wander 40 days and 40 nights in between You still won’t know what can’t be I want to know I want to know Love can’t conquer what you won’t concede But love will steal that which you withhold Love isn’t your lover Love is an auctioneer accepting only your past as payment Love is the current that pulses with life or burns you to death Love is the warrior you always wished you could be © 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

Ghost Town Words and Music By Anne Stott It’s said ghost towns are empty so why do I find I’m looking over my shoulder and reading into signs Worn out store fronts and run down saloons
Someone still lives here the question is who Footsteps they echo from I don’t know where Stone faces on porch fronts just sit and stare Will I make it out alive I guess no one ever does It’s a battle to the death to live beyond what was The Laundromat’s radio plays a love song To broken hearted washers waiting for some Unforeseen change to blow through their town But that stoplight’s flashed yellow more years than they count So I watch the spin cycle and I watch my back For a shoot out, a drag race, a posse’s attack Will I make it out alive I guess no one ever does It’s a battle to the death to live beyond what was This town’s here for a reason but reasons run dry Now ghosts are walking main street and they’re the reason why One young girl puts in her four loads With highlights and mini-skirt she’s still got some hope We’re all walking with the dead while every day we pay To buy the illusion that our ghosts aren’t here to stay Will I make it out alive I guess no one ever does It’s a battle to the death to live beyond what was (c) 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

I Don’t Know a Thing About Love Words and Music By Anne Stott I come up fast and I come on hard It only means so much to know how to start So I end up searching for our last diamond shards And I don’t know a thing about love Most of what I say might be a put on Most of what you give you take back on the phone So we’re stuck here staring at what we’re not AndI don’t know a thing about love I know the odds are stacked against You and me and all our loneliness I know this river is ten heartbreaks wide So why do I see you on the other side I know my days are numbered from this broken heart I sleep in the day and I wake to the dark Just to find one place where I won’t fall apart And I don’t know a thing about love I know the odds are stacked against You and me and all our loneliness I know this river is ten heartbreaks wide So why do I see you on the other side I caught a good one and I let her slip away I hurt the next one just to make someone pay Now I know my heart’s condemned to stray And I don’t know a thing about love (c) 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

Someone Else Words and Music By Anne Stott That bullet went through my chest so many months ago It’s lodged near my heart where angels fear to go It bleeds through my shirt when I think of you So I have to do the laundry more than I want to It’s just a stain they say it can be washed away And I always wear black it doesn’t show everyday But stains are hard to clean and they always leave a trace I can see it in the mirror, a shadow of her face Someone else it took you no time Someone else she just got in line Someone else you make it look so easy Someone else did you have to tease me Did you have to tease me Did you have to tease me Did you have to tease me Did you have to tease me I was someone else just for a second Now she’s someone else for a few minutes You’re the someone else I’d like to forget I need someone else to end this torment Someone else it took you no time Someone else she just got in line Someone else you make it look so easy Someone else did you have to leave me Did you have to leave me Did you have to leave me Did you have to leave me Did you have to leave me I was someone You were someone Now she’s someone else (c) 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

Parts Unknown Words and Music by Anne Stott I’m riding out on this westbound train The sun’s setting as the platforms change names Seems I’m leaving for parts unknown
Maybe you left me long ago There’s a stop I’ve heard of somewhere down the line It’s not on a map you won’t see a road sign The compass you need is on the inside The fastest way there ain’t a straight line I’m riding out on this westbound train The sun’s setting as the platforms change names Seems I’m leaving for parts unknown
Maybe you left me long ago There’s a town far away I’m trying to find Where days start at midnight and heartbreak’s a sign Dreams float through the air ready to be learned And freedom’s free if you can bear the burden I’m riding out on this westbound train The sun’s setting as the platforms change names Seems I’m leaving for parts unknown
Maybe you left me long ago There’s a city living in my mind’s eye You can feel it near when dusk hangs in the sky When we’re not here we’ll all be there The price of admission, lay yourself bare I’m riding out on this westbound train The sun’s setting as the platforms change names Seems I’m leaving for parts unknown
Maybe you left me long ago (c) 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

Somebody’s Gotta Play Jesus Words and Music By Anne Stott Somebody’s gotta play Jesus All our hands are bound Who’ll wear that crown of thorns Who’ll bear the sins of your town Your town Your town The son’s trying to overthrow the father The daughter’s slipping out the back door Mom’s just trying to hold herself together Martyred to each other Clutching crosses of fear Their lives yet to be mourned Somebody’s gotta play Jesus All our hands are bound Who’ll wear that crown of thorns Who’ll bear the sins of your town Your town Your town I’ve yet to see one kiss that doesn’t betray I’ve yet to meet one Judas who’s not in pain Can you find me one love that’s not in vain With our roles to play The seal on our fate Why’s everyone still praying to be saved Somebody’s gotta play Jesus All our hands are bound Who’ll wear that crown of thorns Who’ll bear the sins of your town Your town Your town Harvey Milk played Jesus Aileen Wuornos and New Orleans too Elvis Presley played Jesus Next time Jesus might play you Somebody’s gotta play Jesus All our hands are bound Who’ll wear that crown of thorns Who’ll bear the sins of your town Your town Your town © 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

The Edge of Words Words and Music By Anne Stott Angels in the corner whispering my name Sunsets going down every single day Messages arrive undeciphered and unclaimed Dreams are lost to sleep while speaking unknown names There’s a blank wall hanging over me waiting for its sign There’s a clock ticking endlessly that can’t tell time There are days remembered so others can be forgot Everything keeps spinning when I wish it would stop I’m on the edge of words, some fine line of reason With waves of dissent and daily hints of treason There are secrets in the wind and a stillness in the park Ghosts are rising from the asphalt, I’m prospecting for stars My virginity ran rampant when I was fifteen The reality of age was more than I could redeem My name has been written in heaven and in hell If I believed in either one that’d be something to tell I’m on the edge of words, some fine line of reason With waves of dissent and daily hints of treason There are secrets in the wind and a stillness in the park Ghosts are rising from the asphalt, I’m prospecting for stars Goodness hides in alleyways, waiting for the truth Who plays tricks on passersby expecting their due All the longing in the world won’t bring sadness to an end So let loose your tears my friend the angels understand I’m on the edge of words, some fine line of reason With waves of dissent and daily hints of treason There are secrets in the wind and a stillness in the park Ghosts are rising from the asphalt, I’m prospecting for stars (c) 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

Standing Words and Music By Anne Stott You look up from that side of the couch But she’s almost done with what takes her out Still you can’t resist that urge deep inside So you crawl to her forsaking all you hide It’s a slow march to the altar of desire She can’t decide what will get her higher You hold out for a decision you can’t affect Just how much of herself she’ll protect She slides off to some better option You’re left hanging in lustful confusion Sniffing around the scene of the crime Hoping one blink can take back this time And if you drink from the cup that you’ve been handed If you search for the truth no one is granted If you bleed all the nights that love demands One day, you might find yourself standing The night dares you with veiled invitations Before long there’s no destination Wading through the city’s empty secrets The lampposts glaring down on all you’ve needed Is there enough night to hold your confusion? Are there enough dreams to free your suspicions? Chances and accidents walk by your side Tripping you out of the places you hide The sun finds the cracks that make these streets Shadows linger gently on half gone memories This getting lost might be the only way One lone girl ends her night in the day And if you drink from the cup that you’ve been handed If you search for the truth no one is granted If you bleed all the nights that love demands One day, you might find yourself standing (c) 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.