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1. |
| 4:53 | ||||
Taken in context,
It's not a bad thing, But when you start to pick it apart, It gets so depressed, It's that sort of thing, That makes you think too much, It's that sort of thing, Makes you lose your objectivity, So if you made it, Just be glad that you did and stay there, If you ever feel loved or needed, Remember that you're one of the lucky ones, And if it's over, Just remember what I told you, It was bound to happen so just... Keep moving on, There are no perfect endings, You peel back the layers And get down to the inside, But sometimes you loose sight, Of what it was you were trying to find, And it's that sort of thing, That makes you think too much, It's that sort of thing, Makes you lose your objectivity So if you made it, Just be glad that you did and stay there, If you ever feel loved or needed, Remember that you're one of the lucky ones, And if it's over, Just remember what I told you, It was bound to happen so just... Keep moving on, There are no perfect endings, No perfect endings. |
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2. |
| 3:39 | ||||
All the boys voices cracking,
Oh, the moaning half tones, Come summer time, We're all the same age here, All the tension and the terror, Thin limbed gorgeous green eyes smiling, And I'm going straight to hell, All the possibility and promise just, Weighs on me so heavily, And I try but I'm not convincing, Your lips they pout and twist and, I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you, You take in everything with a certainty I envy It's somehow all I need just keep me guessing please, Oh darling all of these awkward jump-start-stalling conversations, Mean much more to me than anything, So it comes down to me and you and, Whether were supposed to or not we still will, We're so much better off than them, All the possibility and promise just, Weighs on me so heavily, And I try but I'm not convincing, Your lips they pout and twist and, I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you, You take in everything with a certainty I envy It's somehow all I need just keep me guessing please! A look, A laugh, A smile, A second, Passes by and I regret it, Words just aren't right, Sometimes I just can't explain, All the ways you devastate me, Always on my mind, I try but I'm not convincing, Your lips they pout and twist and, I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you, You take in everything with a certainty I envy It's somehow all I need just keep me guessing, I try but I'm not convincing, Your lips they pout and twist and, I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you, You take in everything with a certainty I envy It's somehow all I need just keep me guessing please. |
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3. |
| 4:02 | ||||
When the sun came up, We were sleeping in, Sunk inside our blankets, Sprawled across the bed, And we were dreaming, There are moments when, When I know it and The world revolves around us, And we're keeping it, Keep it all going, This delicate balance, Vulnerable all knowing, Sing like you think no one's listening, You would kill for this, Just a little bit, Just a little bit, You would, kill for this Sing like you think no one's listening, You would kill for this, Just a little bit, Just a little bit, You would, you would... Sing me something soft, Sad and delicate, Or loud and out of key, Sing me anything, we're glad for what we've got, Done with what we've lost Our whole lives laid out right in front of us, Sing like you think no one's listening, You would kill for this, Just a little bit, Just a little bit, You would, Sing like you think no one's listening, You would kill for this, Just a little bit, Just a little bit, You would, you would.... Sing me something soft, Sad and delicate, Or loud and out of key, Sing me anything. |
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4. |
| 5:21 | ||||
And oh, the awkward ways,
That you recoil when I get close, And oh, the awful grin, That greets me when I know I'm wrong, So down on hands and knees, Choking, gasping, dripping spit, I just can't make good on any of these promises, Then he asked me, What does that mean? What's another word for desperate? Repetition makes an impression, What's another word for desperate? I won't be around here for to very long, So tip the bottle back, Bubble foam, And watch it break, We can all be sure, Something awful's coming this way, So take this medicine, In measured doses, Take your time, Cause they'll tear into you! They will, they will... They will, they will... Then he asked me, What does that mean? What's another word for desperate? Repetition makes an impression, So what's another word for desperate? I won't be around here for to very long, I won't be around here for to very long! |
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5. |
| 3:40 | ||||
And all our sins come back to haunt us in the end. To hang around, and tap us on the shoulder. And smile, silent. "It's all implied. You'll die trying to live this down. You might as well forget it." Still, I'm convinced wondering 'what if' is the worst thing there is. So we bottled and shelved all our regrets. Let them ferment and came back to our senses. Drove back home, slept a few days. Woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be. And all these lines fall short of what I had in mind. The failed attempt to capsilize a feeling. So I just try, fail, and try and try again. And someday I swear I'm gonna get it. Cause I'm convinced giving in is ther worst thing there is. So we bottled and shelved all our regrets. Let them ferment and came back to our senses. Drove back home, slept a few days. Woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be. We'll get over it. Sad, strong, safe, and sober. We'll move forward and know where we went wrong. But you can't go home again. You can't go home again. You can't go home again. You can't go home.. You can't go home again! You can't go home again! You can't go home again! So we bottled and shelved all our regrets. Let them ferment and came back to our senses. Drove back home, slept a few days. Woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be. |
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6. |
| 3:35 | ||||
Damage control. They're so thoroughly modern. We'll tell you how it goes. It's not a serious problem. So... We can be convinced And we can get convinced. But either way the truth is bound to get twisted. You can take a break when the fate of the world is waiting on your next decision. So I focused on what I'd been promised Then they tore us open, And bled us dry of our dignity and money. It's all under control. Keep holding it together. Things just fall apart. But you know, we can't wait forever. So... Come on, try and keep this, keep this. You can grit your teeth and do your job. They'll never know the difference. Keep it going one day, a month, a year, or more. Ignore that sinking feeling. So I focused on what I'd been promised Then they tore us open, And bled us dry of our dignity and... So I focused on what I'd been promised Then they tore us open, And bled us dry of our dignity and money. Should have seen it coming. Should have seen it coming. Should have seen it coming. We left ourselves wide open. So I focused on what I'd been promised Then they tore us open, And bled us dry of our dignity and... Maybe we can all retain a bit of ourselves. Remember who we were and keep on moving. Put things to perspective, try and learn a lesson. It's not life or death, it's only business. No, no, no. No, no, no. No, no, no. No, no, no. |
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7. |
| 5:06 | ||||
Your Name Here (Sunrise Highway)
Your name here, believe me its not what you think Wish what you want, its all the same to me Well, not really, but anyway Its just nothing so simple, Nothing so silly Nothing so mundane Chorus Go east on Sunrise Highway Turn left at Carmen’s Avenue Go right at the first stoplight And I’ll be outside waiting for you Ohh, I’ll be waiting for you Your name in lights, it was only a matter of time Your name in parenthesis, you cant see Cuz after this mess, I guess you bet That I’d collapse before you do Well maybe that’s true, or maybe its not at all Chorus Break Chorus |
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8. |
| 3:54 | ||||
Replacing old dreams with flattery from new loves,
A hurricane self help into this evacuation from this. You never meant to, You never meant to... Call me... Call me... I'll answer... Do you think that this could work out? Do you think you could come around? Do you think that this could work out again? I don't... I don't wanna be forgotten, While you're putting all your time in, Into the things that don't mean anything to me, It's too bad, It's even sadder, I'm losing everything that I thought, This was a lost cause, It was! And I never knew it. I never knew it. Try 'em on and let 'em go, It might be best to just forget me, You walk away, You know you're better off to, Your better off to... Call me... Call me... I'll answer... Do you think that this could work out? Do you think you could come around? Do you think that this could work out again? I don't... I don't wanna be forgotten, While you're putting all your time in, Into the things that don't mean anything to me, Wasting faster than the hourglass, It's slow but I'm not ready, Not okay, Don't make this harder than it already had to be, Call me... Call me up... I'll answer... Do you think that this could work out? Do you think you could come around? Do you think that this could work out again? I don't... I don't wanna be forgotten, While you're putting all your time in, Into the things that don't mean anything to me, Do you think that this could work out? Do you think you could come around? Do you think that this could work out again? I don't... |
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9. |
| 4:22 | ||||
It takes more time than I've ever had,
Drains the life from me, Makes me want to forget, As young as I was, I felt older back then, More disciplined, Stronger and certain, But I was scared to death of eternity, I was saved by grace, But destroyed by naivety, And I lied to myself, And said it was for the best, And now faith is replaced with a logic so cold I've disregarded what I was, Now that I'm older, And I know much more than I did back then, But the more I learn, The more I can't understand, And I've become content with this life that I lead, Where I drink to much and don't believe in much of anything, And I lie to myself, And say it's for the best, We're moving forward, But holding ourselves back, And we're waiting on something that will never come, We're moving forward, But holding ourselves back, And we're waiting on something that will never come, We're moving forward, But holding ourselves back, And we're waiting on something that will never come, We're moving forward, But holding ourselves back, And we're waiting on something that will never come, We're moving forward, But holding ourselves back, And we're waiting on something that will never come, We're moving forward, But holding ourselves back, And we're waiting on something that will never come. |
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10. |
| 4:44 | ||||
moving in slow like the smoke from your cigarette.
every step closer's a step that we both will regret. keeping a tally, but who can keep track? your overreacting is taking me back to a time better left alone. holding onto the phone, holding onto this glass, holding onto the memory of what didn't last. waiting for better words, they'll never come. so dry your eyes, it's better. now it's done. keep a tight grip like a child holding onto a swingset. waiting and hoping to find what i can't figure out yet. please don't unless this is something to me. another nightmare instead of a dream. better left alone. holding onto the phone, holding onto this glass, holding onto the memory of what didn't last. waiting for better words, they'll never come. so dry your eyes, it's better. now it's done. i never lost so much.(x3) holding onto the phone, holding onto this glass, holding onto the memory of what didn't last. waiting for better words, they'll never come. so dry your eyes, it's better. now it's done. |
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11. |
| 5:53 | ||||
You just can't relax,
And you can't rely, On anyone for anything, So you make your complaints, And all everyone's let you down, You just cant, Ever win, Convinced there's a war on, It's always everybody versus you, Convinced that your critics are watching, And you've always got something, You've always got something to prove, So tie the noose, And raise the cross, The martyr's arrived, A desperate plea for sympathy, It's all you'll need, A laundry list of problems, Doesn't make you interesting, And never getting help doesn't make you brave, Not listening to reason doesn't mean that you have faith, Your just cutting off your nose to spite your face, So tie the noose, And raise the cross, The martyr's arrived, A desperate plea for sympathy, It's all you'll need! And you want it all You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all. |