1. |
Four Months
02:21
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I know I'm happy alone,
please don't interrupt.
My bones whisper what I know,
take your sticks and stones and swallow.
We know four months isn't nothing.
We know four months isn't enough.
I don't mind if you keep what you find.
You hold me so easy.
I know my heart's a little off,
needs a little shock to feel right.
We know four months isn't nothing.
We know four months isn't enough.
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2. |
Old Heart
01:54
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I was the life of the party,
little black tights with a tear at the knee.
I'd stay up too late and I'd dance til the morning.
I'd dance til I die or find someone who loved me.
I've forgotten how it feels to be whole.
I'm so very young but my heart feels so old.
I found you alone with a bottomless heart.
You took my hand and it tore me apart.
You don't deserve the way I make you feel,
but I'm wounded and I don't know when I will heal.
I've forgotten how it feels to be whole.
I'm so very young but my heart feels so old.
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3. |
Walk Me To My Door
02:07
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Will you walk me to my door at night?
The stars are out, the light's surrounding.
Can I tell you about my breathing?
Can I tell you about the sky?
If you tell me that you need me do I have to ask you why?
I know how you're feeling, only all the time.
So knocking on the windows keeps me out the dark.
Here I stand before you, cold cold truth.
Come out to play, sing away, feel alright anytime,
and live, live, live.
I'll never know, but I'll never let you go.
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4. |
Overflow
02:20
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How long will I put it off?
Will I hold my own or just put it off until it overflows?
I know in time this all will find me,
the debts behind me,
papers stacked beside me until they overflow.
I make it hard.
I make everything a chore.
I waste all my time singing at the waterline until it overflows.
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5. |
Lucky Limbs
01:32
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I have my left hand extended towards your bedroom door
hoping for the sound of your hands on your guitar.
I have my left leg underneath your bedspread,
half-read books are scattered on your hardwood floors.
You have your right hand pushing back a loose strand of my hair,
you linger there just a moment more.
You have your right eye squinted in a shy glance
over where my left hand holds yours.
And all my limbs have never been so lucky before
the day they became intertwined with yours.
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6. |
Bright Light
02:19
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I hope wherever you go there's a lightness
And I hope wherever you go there's a bright light
Guiding you home to me.
I hope our story reads like a tragedy
Cus you once told me it was the mother of beauty
And I still hold the hope, despite what I know
That those winding roads will bring you home
to me.
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Cleveland
02:19
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It's been a while since I've seen you around town.
I realized too late I miss having you around.
It's been a while, and I've made myself brand new,
so how come when I see you out I can't just walk away from you?
Leave me please, I can't stand to watch us rot.
Don't let me get away with breaking another heart.
Please tell me I'm wrong.
Please tell me to go home.
Cleveland's no place to take your heartbreak.
Why don't we meet up somewhere else, cus everywhere here makes my heart ache.
Please tell me I'm wrong.
Please tell me to go home.
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8. |
The Future
02:00
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Half-dreaming half the time
Half in denial and mystified
That morning on the pier we watched the sun rise
And I was petrified by your love.
Did we crucify the past?
By our love.
Do I deserve this future?
Oh, how could I predict the timing
That you would find me in such an awful state?
I'm half-terrified half the time
That I'm a fool, I don't deserve you
And your love.
Did we crucify the past?
And our love.
Do I deserve this future?
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9. |
Saturday
00:40
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Saturdays bore me,
everyone's so happy,
I just wanna be inside, not at your party.
Sunshine aint good for me,
the doctors told me so,
those freckles bring a slow, slow death.
A slow, slow death.
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We just want to emote 'til we're dead
I know we suffer for fashion or whatever
We don't want these days to ever end
We just want to emasculate them forever
Oh pretty sirens don't go flat
It's not supposed to happen like that
Not like that
We've got to keep it physical
When our tele's are 6 hours away
Please call to say that you miss me, feel me or whatever
Vicissitudes are boxing our heads
Do they just want to emaciate them forever?
Now pretty sirens don't go flat
It's not supposed to happen like that
Not like that
We've got to keep our little click clicking at
130 B.P.M., it's not too slow
If we got to burn out, let's do it together
Let's all melt down together
Together, let's go together
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