The Artist

I'm not really sure where this song came from. I started writing the verse for it a litte while before spring break. I had a few choruses that I wrote for it, but nothing seemed to fit with the rest of the song. Yesterday during staff meeting (again!) I was thinking about the song and a new chorus came to me, as well as the rest of the song. I went down to my piano and plugged out the chords to the new chorus. I loved it and finished writing the rest of it.

The song is about being with that one person who you wish was good for you, but is ultimately the most destructive person you've ever had in your life.Thank goodness I don't have to deal with that crap anymore - but I've been through quite a few of those relationships in the past. There's nothing worse than being infatuated with someone and feeling like you're dying when you're not around them, yet when you are around them they just continually dig your grave for you. Some people really have this behavior down to an art, which is where the title of the song came from.

We can’t keep running away
There’s more to all this than we might say
I shouldn’t give in to you
You give no warning for what you do

You’ve got this down to an art
There’s no forgiveness in bleeding hearts
Tomorrow is what we make
But will it be something we will break

Still I’m on fire for you child
Can’t seem to cut myself free
Not quite sure why I’m still going wild
With all the hurt you’ve given me

So with my blood on your hands
Are you still able to understand?
You try to make me forget
But it’s not me who should have regrets

Still I’m on fire for you child
Can’t seem to cut myself free
Not quite sure why I’m still going wild
With all the hurt you’ve given me

I confess
I’m a mess
At the end of this noose
Done my time
Walked the line
I’ve got nothing to lose


The Artist.mp3