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That summer we took threes across the park But by fall we were a cover story Now in stores Make us poster boys in the scene For we are not making our acceptance speech I have found the safest place to keep all of our mistakes Every dot comes refreshing for a journal update So long live the car crash heart Lie on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45 So long live the car crash heart Lie on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45 I can take your problems away A mile away Oh my head it smashes the cover boy That I am Only thing I've ever done that is good And it's free and my password in the after life I was the one Was the one who made all our hearts beat all in time So long live the car crash heart Lie on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45 So long live the car crash heart Lie on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45 Long live the car crash heart Long live the car crash heart Long live the car crash heart Long live the car crash heart long live the car crash heart Lie on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45 |
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| 2. |
| 3:34 |
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Baby seasons change but people don't And I oh will be waiting in the back room I'm falling for old conference people Headlines and flash flash flash photography Don't pretend you ever think about me Don't pretend you ever think about me Would you rather be a widow or a divorcee Snap your way from fashion magazines Widow or divorcee Don't pretend it Don't pretend We don't fight fair Say your head can be your prison Then these are just conjugal visits People will dissect us still This doesn't mean a thing anymore Don't pretend you ever think about me Don't pretend you ever think about me Would you rather be a widow or a divorcee Snap your way from fashion magazines Widow or divorcee Don't pretend it Don't pretend We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces Words softly we'll conceal in secret places woah We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces Words softly we'll conceal in secret places We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces Words softly we'll conceal in secret places woah We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces Words softly we'll conceal in secret places We don't fight fair With smiles on our faces Words softly we'll conceal in secret places we don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever think about me We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever think about me We don't fight fair |
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| 3. |
| 3:32 |
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I am an arms dealer Fitting you with weapons in the form of words And I don't really care which side wins As long as the room keeps singing That's just the business I'm in This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race I'm not a shoulder to cry on but I digress I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are oh so intricate oh so intricate I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are oh so intricate oh so intricate I wrote the gospel on giving up You look pretty sinking But the real bombshells have already sunk Prima donnas of the gutter At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep Crashing not like hips or cars No more like p p p parties This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race Bandwagon's full Please catch another I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are oh so intricate oh so intricate I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are oh so intricate oh so intricate All the boys who the dance floor didn't love And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough Sing until your lungs give out This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race This ain't a scene it's a god damn arms race I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are oh so intricate oh so intricate I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are oh so intricate oh so intricate |
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| 4. |
| 3:32 |
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Last year`s wishes Are this year`s apologies Every last time I come home I take my last chance To burn a bridge or two I only keep myself this sick in the head Cause I know how the words get you We`re the new face of failure Prettier and younger but not any better off Bullet proof loneliness At best, at best Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Collect the bad habits That you couldn`t bare to keep Out of the woods but I love A tree I used to lay beneath Kissed teeth stained red From a sour bottle baby girl With eyes the size of baby worlds We`re the new face of failure Prettier and younger but not any better off Bullet proof loneliness At best, at best Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you The best way To make it through With hearts and wrists in tact Is to realize Two out of three ain`t bad Ain`t bad Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you (Honeymoon) Setting in a honeymoon Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I wake up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I wake up next to you (Honeymoon) |
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| 5. |
| 3:51 |
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It's all a game
of this or that Now that is there The head of all the kids Was for them And you're someone Who knows someone who knows someone I once knew And I just want to be a part of this The road oustide my house Is paved with good intentions Hire a construction crew Cuz it's hell on the engine And you are the dreamer And we are the dream I could write it better than you ever felt it So hum hallelujah Just don't forget a reason I thought I loved you It's just how you looked in the light A teenage vow in a parking lot Til tonight do us part I've seen the blues And I've swallowed them too My words are my fate To hell with our good name We mix up your cuts Your insides x-rayed And one day we'll get nostalgic for disaster We're a bull Your ears are just a china shop I love you in the same way There's a chapel in a hospital One foot in your bedroom And one foot out the door Sometimes we take chances Sometimes we take pills I could write it better than you ever felt it So hum hallelujah Just don't forget a reason I thought I loved you It's just how you looked in the light A teenage vow in a parking lot Til tonight do us part I've seen the blues And I've swallowed them too Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah hallelu Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah hallelu A teenage vow in a parking lot Til tonight do us part I've seen the blues And swallowed them too So hum hallelujah Just don't forget a reason I thought I loved you It was just how you looked in the light A teenage vow in a parking lot Til tonight do us part A teenage vow in a parking lot Til tonight do us part A teenage vow in a parking lot Til tonight do us part I've seen the blues And I've swallowed them too |
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| 6. |
| 2:32 |
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How cruel is the golden rule When the lives we lived are Only golden plated? [Bridge] And I knew that The lights of this city Were too heavy for me And Though I carry karats For everyone to see [Chorus] And I saw God cry in The reflection of my enemies And all the lovers With no time for me And all of the mothers Raised their babies To stay away from me Tongues on the sockets Of electric dreams When the sewage of youth Drowned the spark of my teens And I knew that The lights of this city Were too heavy for me (Too heavy for me...) And though I carry karats For everyone to see (Everyone to see...) [Chorus] And pray they don’t grow up to be... |
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| 7. |
| 3:24 |
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I'm gonna make it bend and break
It sent you to me without wait Say a prayer but let the good times roll In case god doesn't show Let the good times roll Let the good times roll And i want these words to make things right But it's for wrongs that make the words come to life Who does he think he is If that's the worst you got better put your fingers back to the keys One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See he tastes like you Only sweeter Been looking forward to the future But my eyesight is going back In these crystal balls It's always cloudy Except for when you look into the past One night stand One night stand One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See he tastes like you Only sweeter They say I only think in the form of crunching numbers in hoter rooms Collecting patient lovers Get me out of my mind Get you out of those clothes I'm a letter away From getting you into the mood Whoa One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See he tastes like you Only sweeter One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See he tastes like you Only sweeter |
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| 8. |
| 2:52 |
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Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh A penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your incite Or a fortune for your disaster I'm just a painter and I'm drawing a blank We only want to sing you to sleep In your bedroom speakers, whoa We need umbrellas on the inside Get me just right They say quitters never win but We walk the plank on a sinking ship There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down Oh oh oh oh I could learn to pity fools as I'm the worst of all And I can't stop feeling sorry for myself Whoa We only want to sing you to sleep In your bedroom speakers, whoa We need umbrellas on the inside Get us right They say quitters never win but we walk the plank on a sinking ship There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down They say quitters never win but we walk the plank on a sinking ship There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down We only want to sing you to sleep (your bedroom speakers, whoa whoa) We only want to sing you to sleep They say quitters never win but we walk the plank on a sinking ship There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down They say quitters never win but we walk the plank, and we walk the plank There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down Broken down on memory lane Alone together, we're alone (Woah) We're broken down on memory lane Alone together, we're alone Oh oh oh oh
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| 9. |
| 3:22 |
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I'm a stitch away from making it And a scar away from falling apart (apart) Blood cells pixelate and eyes dilate And the full moon pills got me Out on the streets 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 kills and thrills On the mouths of all my friends Cut it loose Watch you work the room Loose Watch you work the room Cut it loose (Watch you work the room) (I'm a stitch away) |
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| 10. |
| 3:24 |
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We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake shake shake the hips in relationships Stop by this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say I know you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding And we might have started singing just a little soon We're throwing stones in a glass room Whoa oh oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh far from the genuine becoming We keep the beat with your blistered feet We bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend and dreamed We're just syncing with the melody of the kiss of eternity Got postcards from my former self saying How've you been We might have said goodbyes just a little soon Somehow this disaster town Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room Whoa oh oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh love songs so genuinely cunning Whoa oh oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh love songs so genuinely cunning It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells came out to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle But I'm just tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine find yourself wetter Whoaoh oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh love songs so genuinely cunning Whoa oh oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh love songs so genuinely cunning |
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| 11. |
| 3:31 |
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I wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arm When you passed out I couldn't bring myself to call Except to call it quits Best friends Ex friends till the end Better off as lovers And not the other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of yellow checkered cars This city says Come hell or high water Well I'm feeling hot and wet I can't commit to a thing Be it heart or hospital Best friends Ex friends till the end Better off as lovers And not the other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of yellow checkered cars The tombstones were waiting They were half engraved They knew it was over Just didn't know the date And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me The same way I think of you This is a love song in my own way I believe the raftor didn't know the waist Best friends Ex friends till the end Better off as lovers Racing through the city Windows down In the back of yellow checkered cars Best friends Ex friends till the end Better off as lovers And not the other way around Ex friends till the end Better off as lovers |
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| 3:06 |
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I'm a preacher sweating in the pew For the salvation I'm bringing you I'm a salesman I'm selling you hooks and plans And my sales are making demands When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself And you pull my hips so close by the one with the truth Signing off I'm a writing pad but I'm better with a pen The kid was alright but it went to his head I am god's gift but why would he bless me So gifted and conscience equipped I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you Woah You're too much pretty to feel blue When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself And you pull my hips so close by the ones with the truth Signing off I'm a writing pad but I'm better with a pen The kid was alright but it went to his head When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself And you pull my hips so close by the one with the truth Signing off I'm a writing pad but I'm better with a pen I'm a writing pad but I'm better with a pen I'm a writing pad but I'm better with a pen The kid was alright but it went to his head |
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| 3:42 |
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The DA is dressed to the nines, In the mirror he practices all his lines, To his closing arguments, 12 hearts beat in favor, I'm guessing that he read the morning paper The headline reads "The Man Hangs", but the jury doesn't (jury doesn't) And everyone's looking for relief, United States Vs disbelief, And 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 Wo wo wo wo wooo He glances at his peers sitting 7 to 12, Stacked on 1 to 6 the gallery is hushed, Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado, The city sleeps in a cell notwithstanding 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 flame's grief, The cause, the kid, the course, 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 Wo wo wo wo 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 (guilty, guilty, 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, Wo wo wo wo wooo |
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| 4:03 |
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You`re a canary, I`m a coal mine Cause sorrow is just all the rage Take one for the team You all know what I mean And I`m so sorry, but not really Tell the boys where to find my body New York eyes, Chicago thighs Pushed up the window to kiss you off The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you [x2] Do you remember the way I held your hand? Under the lamp post and ran Oh, this way so many times I could close my eyes The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you [x2] The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you The truth The truth |
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| 15. |
| 3:24 |
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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 I've got the red carpet blues baby 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 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 |
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