You're Crashing, But You're No Wave
The D.A. is dressed to the nines. In the mirror he practices all his lines. To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor. I'm guessing that he read the morning paper. The headline reads, "The Man Hangs, But The Jury Doesn't".
And everyone's looking for relief. United States versus disbelief. Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle. Clear your throat and face the world. The verdict falls like bachelors for bad luck girls. Only breathing with the aid of denial.
Case open, case shut, But you could pay to close it like a casket. Baby boy can't lift his headache head. Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo.)
He glances at his peers sitting, seven to twelve, Stacked on one to six. The gallery is hushed. Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado. The city sleeps in a cell not withstanding what we all know. Hang on a rope or bated breath. Whichever you prefer.
And everyone's looking for relief. A bidding war for an old friend's grief. The cause, the kid, the cause, the charm and the curse. Not a word that could make you comprehend. Too well dressed for the witness stand. The press prays for whichever headline's worse.
Case open, case shut, But you could pay to close it like a casket. Baby boy can't lift his headache head. Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo.)
Fresh pressed suit and tie. Unimpressed birds sing and die. Can talk my way out of anything. The foreman reads the verdict: "In the above entitled actions we find the defendant, Guilty..."
Case open, case shut, But you could pay to close it like a casket. Baby boy can't lift his headache head. Isn't it tragic?
Case open, case shut, But you could pay to close it like a casket. Baby boy can't lift his headache head. Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo.)
Drink down that Gin and Kerosene And come spit off bridges with me. Just to keep us warm Light a match to leave me be. Light a match to leave me be.
I keep my jealousy close 'Cause,it's all mine. And if you say this makes you happy, Then i'm not the only one lying.
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relieves a failure every day.
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relieves a failure every day.
And I keep my jealousy close, 'Cause it's all mine. And if you say this makes you happy, Then i'm not the only one lying.
Drink down that Gin and Kerosene And come spit off bridges with me. Just to keep us warm, Light a match to leave me be, Light a match to leave me...
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relieves a failure every day.
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relieves a failure every day.
So wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you down, I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue.
So wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you down, I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue.
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy you. Can I lay in your bed all day? You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue
So wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you down, I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue.
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relieves a failure every day.
(So wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you down, I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue.)
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relieves a failure every day.
(So wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you down, I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue.)
Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relieves a failure every day.
G.I.N.A.S.F.S
I've loved everything about you that hurts So let me see your moves Let me see your moves Lips pressed close to mine True blue
But the prince of any failing empire knows that everybody wants Everybody wants to drive on through the night if it's the drive back home
Things aren't the same anymore Some nights it gets so bad You almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know "I'm supposed to love you" "I'm supposed to love you"
Whoa-oh-oh
I've already given up on myself twice Third time is the charm Third time is the charm
Threw caution to the wind but I've got a lousy arm And I've traced your shadows on the wall Now I kiss them whenever I'm down whenever I'm down [ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]
Just kind of figured on not figuring myself out
Things aren't the same anymore Some nights it gets so bad I almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know "I'm supposed to love you" "I'm supposed to love you"
Whoa-oh-oh
I was born under a bad sign But you saved my life That night on the roof of your hotel Cross my heart and hope to die splinter from the headboard in my eye Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know "I'm supposed to love you" "I'm supposed to love you"
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
The (after) Life Of The Party
I'm a stitch away from making it, And a scar away from falling apart. Blood cells pixelate and the eyes dilate. And the full moon pills got me, Out on the street at night.
Cut it loose. Watch you work the room. Cut it loose. Watch you work the room. Cut it loose. Watch you work the room. Cut it loose. Watch you work the room.
Put love on hold, young hollywood, Is on the other line. Her nose runs ruby red. Deaths in a double bed, Singin' songs that could only, Catch the ear of the desperate.
Cut it loose. Watch you work the room. Cut it loose. Watch you work the room. Cut it loose. Watch you work the room. Cut it loose.
I'm a stitch away from making it, And a scar away from falling apart. Blood cells pixelate and eyes dilate. Kiss away young thriills and kills, On the mouths of all my friends.
Cut it loose. Watch you work the room. Last? Watch you work the room. Cut it loose. (Watch you work the moon.)
(I'm a stitch away....I'm a stitch away...)
What's This? (Nightmare Before Christmas Cover)
What's this? What's this? There's color everywhere. What's this? There's white things in the air. What's this? I can't believe my eyes. I must be dreaming. Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair. What's this?
What's this? What's this? There's something very wrong. What's this? There's people singing songs.
What's this? The streets are lined with, Little creatures laughing. Everybody seems so happy. Have I possibly gone daffy? What is this? What's this?
There's children throwing snowballs, Instead of throwing heads. They're busy building toys, And absolutely no one's dead.
There's frost on every window. Oh, I can't believe my eyes. And in my bones I feel the warmth, That's coming from inside.
Oh, look. What's this? They're hanging mistletoe, they kiss. Why that looks so unique, inspired. They're gathering around to hear a story. Roasting chestnuts on a fire. What's this?
What's this? In here they've got a little tree, how queer. And who would ever think? And why?
They're covering it with tiny little things. They've got electric lights on strings, And there's a smile on everyone. So, now, correct me if I'm wrong. This looks like fun. This looks like fun. Oh, could it be I got my wish? What's this?
Oh my, what now? The children are asleep, But look, there's nothing underneath. No ghouls, no witches here to scream and scare them, Or ensnare them. Only little cozy things, Secure and in their dreamland. What's this?
The monsters are all missing, And the nightmares can't be found. And in their place there seems to be, Good feeling all around.
Instead of screams, I swear, I can hear music in the air. The smell of cakes and pies, Are absolutely everywhere.
The sights, the sounds, They're everywhere and all around. I've never felt this good before. This empty place inside me has been filling up. I simply cannot get enough.
I want it, oh, I want it. Oh, I want it for my own. I've got to know. I've got to know. What is this place that I have found? What is this?
I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed, In my aching head I got my kisses slipped. Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said, I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back. It's true - romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince, Because they've got me in a bad way. I've never seen a heart I couldn't break. It was never about the songs, it was competition, Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
I'm casually-obsessed and I've forgiven death, I am indifferent yet, (I am total wreck.) I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince, Because they've got me in a bad way. I've never seen a heart I couldn't break. It was never about the songs, it was competition, Make the biggest scene, (Make the biggest scene.) Make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. Which came first, the music or the misery? (Which came first?) We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud, To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. Which came first, the music or the misery? (Which came first?) We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
It's Hard To Say "I Do", When I Don't
I speak fast and I'm not gonna repeat myself, So listen carefully to every word I say: "I'm the only one who's gonna get away with making excuses today. You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have." Blackmailed myself, 'Cause I ain't got anyone else. "This is a stick up. Give us all your inspiration." I've got the red carpet blues baby.
"So put your hands in the air and don't make a sound, But don't get the wrong idea. We're gonna shoot you. We're gonna shoot you. And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet, That could change just how this goes. No, We're gonna shoot you. We're gonna shoot you."
When I said that I'd return to you I meant more like a relapse. Now again I think "His and her's", "For better or worse." But the only ring I want buried with me are the ones around my eyes.
"You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have." I've got the red carpet blues baby.
"So put your hands in the air and don't make a sound, But don't get the wrong idea. We're gonna shoot you. We're gonna shoot you. And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet, That could change just how this goes. " And everyone shakes to the beat with a barrel down their throat.
"Put your hands in the air and don't make a sound, But don't get the wrong idea. We're gonna shoot you. We're gonna shoot you. And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet, That could change just how this goes. And everyone shakes to the beat with a barrel down their throat. But don't get the wrong idea. We're gonna shoot you. We're gonna shoot you. "
Of All The Gin Joints In All The World
You only hold me up like this 'Cause you don't know who I really am Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you We're making out inside crashed cars We're sleeping through all our memories I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive (now I only waste it dreaming of you)
Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness 'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence An oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase Like I'll never be the same
You only hold me up like this 'Cause you don't know who I really am I used to waste my time on Waste my time on Waste my time dreaming of being alive (now I only waste it dreaming of you)
Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness 'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence An oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase Like I'll never be the same
I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no I'm not trying You only hold me up like this
Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness 'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence An oh, the way your makeup stains Like I'll never be the same
Love Will Tear Us Apart (Joy Division)
When routine bites hard, And ambitions are low. And resentment rides high, But emotions won't grow. And we're changing our ways, Taking different roads.
Then love, Love will tear us apart again... Love, Love will tear us apart again... And love, Love will tear us apart again... Love, Love will tear us apart again...
Why is the bedroom so cold? You've turned away on your side. Is my timing that flawed? Our respect runs so dry. Yet there's still this appeal, That we've kept through our lives.
Then love, Love will tear us apart again... Love, Love will tear us apart again... And love, Love will tear us apart again... Love, Love will tear us apart again...
You cry out in your sleep, All my feelings exposed And there's a taste in my mouth, As desperation takes hold. Is it something so good, Just can't function no more.
Then love, Love will tear us apart again... Love, Love will tear us apart again... And love, Love will tear us apart again... Love, Love will tear us apart again...
Hand Of God
Been gone more days this year than I have been home Trading friends for trips to the coast This hotel room feels more like a tomb
Been gone more days this year than I have been home Trading friends for trips to the coast This hotel room feels more like a tomb
It's not gossip if it's the truth I'm sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to
So which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them? Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?
Hand over my heart, gun to my head I swear to God I'm through with this I am the worst liar I know
It's not gossip if it's the truth I'm sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to
So which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them? Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction? Which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them? Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?
(So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it? (So which is it?) (So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it? (So which is it?) (So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it? (So which is it?) (So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it?
Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction? Which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them? Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?
(Been gone more days this year than I have been home) (Been gone more days this year than I have been home)
I have a present, It is a present, You'll have to learn to find it within you, If you could learn, To love it you just might like it, You cant live without it, Theres a million open windows, Passing these opened windows, Passing these opened windows,
Whaoh, Whaoh, Whaoh Whaoh, Whaoh, Whaoh
There is plenty, To critice, It gets so easy to narrow these eyes, But these eyes will stay wide, I will stay young, Young and dumb inside, I had just begun, To forget my lines, You're not punk and I'm telling everyone
You could save yourself, you could save us all, Go on living, prove us wrong, Your leap of faith, Could be a well - timed smile, Survival never goes out of style
I have a message: save your generation, We're killing each other by sleeping in, Finnegan, begin again, This one can be won, One can become two, Two can pick and choose, You could be the first
You could save yourself, you could save us all, Go on living, prove us wrong, Your leap of faith, Could be a well - timed smile, Survival never goes out of style
You have to learn to learn from your mistakes, You can afford to lose a little face, The things you break, Some can't be replaced, A simple rule: every day be sure you wake,
You could save yourself, you could save us all, Go on living, prove us wrong, Your leap of faith, Could be a well - timed smile, Survival never goes out of... Survival never goes out of... Survival never goes out of style
I served out my detention, and in the end I got an honorable mention.
In the movie of my life, starring you, instead of me. When the moonlight, hits your bright eyes, I go blind. And maybe next time, I'll remember not to tell you something stupid like I'll never leave your side. Like the oldest movie I ever saw was the one we wrote together. I said I hate you but I'd never change a thing. I can be your John Cusack.
I burnt out my defensive. Now everything I say is taken as offensive.
In the movie of my life, starring you, instead of me. When the moonlight, hits your bright eyes, I go blind. And maybe next time, I'll remember not to tell you something stupid like I'll never leave your side. Like the oldest movie I ever saw was the one we wrote together. I said I hate you but I'd never change a thing. I can be your John Cusack.
Oldest movie I ever saw was the one we wrote together. Said I hate you but I'd never change a thing.
I can be your John Cusack... be your John Cusack. I can be your John Cusack.
We're pretty boys For secret girls Who never stood a chance in the world I'm not ready for sincerity I'd tell any lie to keep you listening
I gave you pretentious. I gave you indifference, but you only wanted undressed and defensless. With all your cheap words about hearts and accidents
Sinceritys in So make it sound like you mean it Hold back your breath In a year no one will even care.
Sinceritys in So make it sound like you mean it Hold back your breath In a year
Everyone loves an underdog thats why you're all singing along.
With all your cheap words Who are you kidding? We're pretty boys For secret girls Who are you kidding?
Sinceritys in So make it sound like you mean it Hold back your breath In a year no one will even care.
Sinceritys in So make it sound like you mean it Hold back your breath In a year
(Hey! Everyone loves an underdog thats why you're all singing along.) (Hey! Everyone loves an underdog thats why you're all singing along.)
When the hook sets in And this all ends. I'll wish it never began, Oh I will die without all the attention.
When the hook sets in And this all ends. I'll wish it never began, Oh I will die without all the attention.
Sinceritys in So make it sound like you mean it Hold back your breath In a year no one will even care.
Sinceritys in So make it sound like you mean it Hold back your breath In a year
We Don't Take Hits, We Wrtie Them
And you lock the house to keep your secret from coming out. I wont, No. I'm sorry because you're old news.
And my life is holding our heads to this gun. You and your new boy think you can come in and keep me off, but you're wrong.
I find myself on the street out in front of your house, you can kiss safe thoughts goodbye. I'm coming up to break your heart. You're sleeping with the light on like you're dying to be found out.
And you lock the house…
Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash
I am such a sucker, And I'm always the last to know. My insides are copper, I'd kill to make them gold.
Conversation got me here: Another night alone in the city, So make my bed the grave, And shovel dirt onto my sheets.
Every friend we ever had in common; I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you. You can thank your lucky stars, That everything I wish for, Will never come true.
When you go I will forget everything about you. When you go I will forget everything about you.
I've seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you.
Turn this up, I'll tune you out. Another night alone in the city. You fake it like you matter, Thats a lie we can both keep. Oh.
Every friend we ever had in common; I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you. You can thank your lucky stars, That everything I wish for, Will never come true.
When you go I will forget everything about you. When you go I will forget everything about you. I will forget. (When you go I will forget everything about you. ) When you go I will forget everything about you.
Every friend we ever had in common; I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you. You can thank your lucky stars, That everything I wish for, Will never come true
The Patron Saint Of Liars And Fakes
I'm holding out And I'm holding on To every letter And every song. I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet. Are you through with me?
So...
And when it all goes to hell Will you be able to tell me You're sorry with a straight face? (x2)
I'm all ears And I'm all scars To hear you tell me "Boy's like you, You try too hard To look not quite as desperate." I'm hanging on, but I still know the way to make your makeup run.
So...
And when it all goes to hell Will you be able to tell me You're sorry with a straight face?
And when it all goes to hell And when it all goes...
This might just be a waste of time. But there's no one I'd rather waste my time with than all of my best friends. So start the car up, we'll all take turns but not for the worst. We're all "has-beens" and "never-were's". And we're all in the back singing "Roxanne". Just watching life pass us by. Pass us by. As if we cared enough to try and catch up. Enough to make up for lost time. Enough to make up for lost time, yeah.
We've been down, we've been out, we've been hanging 'round. Tip our glasses to having no direction. Start the van, get me out of this one horse town, waste this night.
We've been down, we've been out, we've been hanging 'round. Tip our glasses to having no direction. Start the van, get me out of this one horse town, waste this night. (Waste this night.)
We've been down, we've been out, we've been hanging 'round. (Waste this night.) Tip our glasses to having no direction. (Waste this night.) Start the van, get me out of this one horse town, waste this night
Parker Lewis Can't Lose
you laughed at my affections while I passed by your direction I should have known from your walk it was the end of you its not that I don't respect your opinion your quick with lips just rip me apart sometimes like this I've got a big mouth and maybe you can handle shutting it up a simple contradiction could shake my whole foundation I'm taking back every step towards you still failing at everything I do in the meantime just talking to my shoes converse with my Converse at least they hear a word I say and scrutinize it just as far as they can tell what I'm getting at you've twisted my tongue around my neck for the last time but parker lewis can't lose I'll spend my life trying to figure this all out but this is the last song about you the last song I waste on you
This might just be a waste of time but theres no one i'd rather waste my time with than all my best friends to stop this horror
we'll all take turns not for the worst we're all has-beens and never-weres we're all in the back singing roxanne just once in my passersby (passersby)
as if we had enough to try to kiss her enough to make up for lost time enough to make up for lost time
we been down, we been out, we been hanging round. we been to the no time left in the game. stop moving, get me out of this one horse town. wasted star
whoo we been down, we been out, we been hanging round. we been to the no time left in the game. stop moving, get me out of this one horse town. wasted star, wasted star
Start Today (Gorilla Biscuts cover)
Yesterday you were on my back just to get my time. I guess it's not as precious as it seems. Because I found the time for hangin out and talkin on the phone. What should I expect, now that my time is free and you're nowhere to be found.
Next time I'll try, for the first time in my life. It won't pass me by. Procrastinate it can wait, I put it off. let's start today let's start today
My room's a mess and I can't get dressed. I gotta be out by eight o'clock. Deep inside I know the answer. Well there's no time like the present and i'd like to hang out but who doesn't. I've made enough mistakes for this lifetime. Now i'm here to make amends. Next time I'll try, for the first time in my life. It won't pass me by. Procrastinate it can wait, I put it off. start!
Next time I'll try, for the first time in my life. It won't pass me by. Procrastinate it can wait, I put it off. let's start today let's start today
start!
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