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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
She drives a black Iroc with hot pink leather
Got a good butt but can't remember whether She's a good girl or she's bad Or count the sex she's had she Comes home late with grocery sacks and Brothers in his hat doin' Michael Jackson Doesn't know her dad, since he dropped her on her head And if there's one think I can say Is she takes all my breath away She doesn't know my name She doesn't know her name Every time that I call, she can't remember at all That's the last I fall for Alicia Amnesia She got a summer job at the mall in town Sellin' shiny clothes to the bands in town Who are trying to be so cool And they always make her drool Takes all I have to say hey When she's cleaning out the manic panic hair dye trays And I can always bet, She'll ask me if we've met If there's one thing I can say Every time she walks away She doesn't know my name She doesn't know her name Every time that I call, she can't remember at all That's the last I fall for Alicia Amnesia |
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from Butch Walker - Cover Me Badd (2005)
Oh, it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl
By the way you look I understand that you are not impressed I heard you let that little friend of mine Take off your party dress I'm not gonna get too sentimental Like those other sticky valentines I don't know if you are loving some body I only know it isn't mine Alison I know this world is killing you Oh, Alison My aim is true Well, I see you've got a husband now Did you leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake? You used to hold him right in your hand 'Til he took all he could take Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking When I hear the silly things that you say And I think somebody better put out the big light 'Cause I can't stand to see you this way Alison I know this world is killing you Oh, Alison My aim is true My aim is true My aim is true My aim is true |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
Always know the road you're riding on
Always know the words to your baby's song Try to make the most of Friday nights when they come Maybe turn a stranger to a friend Never break a heart that's on the mend Never let the romance ever end like I've done Never judge a color of a skin Never judge a person by their kin Never follow leaders that begin behind some wall Always help your mom across the street Always wash your hands when you wanna eat Always keep em dirty enough to see where you came from And its OK to cry If you feel it comin on It'll let you know you're human in the end All these things will mean more when I'm gone Just be good until then Try to see the best inside the bad No matter how many drinks you had Never make a promise you'll regret come sunrise Try to rarely ever oversleep Always keep your ego at your feet Maybe try to practice what you preach once in a while It's OK to cry If you feel it comin on It'll let you know you're human in the end All these things will mean more when I'm gone Just be good until then Everybody loves a hero Not so much when they fall short so Try to keep your cape on underneath You don't have to try so hard To be the best. Just know you are And that's all that'll matter to me And its OK to cry If you feel it comin on It'll let you know you're human in the end All these things will mean more when I'm gone Just be good until then |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Hello how you doing?
What's it like to ruin all my self esteem Let me blow off some steam For 5 years I've waited, So why am I jaded to get back at you What makes it cool When you act like nothing ever happened I feel like I should feel bad But I can't like someone who thought They're the only one that mattered I hope that you're flattered Cause you broke this down The best thing that you never had And it seems like a loss somehow My heart got lost on the way to my head And my brain cells are dead And the craziness shows Now I start to go when the green turns to red And I should be dead When you act like nothing ever happened I feel like I should feel bad But I can't like someone who thought They're the only one that mattered While my heart got shattered like romantic road kill My heart is all splattered your ego got fatter And I hope that you're flattered Cause you broke this down The best thing that you never had Like the toilet seat never got lifted And I pissed on your confidence When you weren't around, how can that be? Don't turn this around You were the one Who drove my ass right to the ground When you act like nothing ever happened I feel like I should feel bad, and I can't like Someone who thought They're the only one that mattered While my heart got shattered like romantic road kill My heart is all splattered your ego got fatter And I hope that you're flattered Cause you broke this down You broke this down The best thing, the best thing, The best thing that you never had You never had... |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
Sunshine, you heal as much as you hurt
With regret in my veins and blood on my shirt Sure must have had myself a personal best It takes filling my lungs up with smoke To get things off my chest Now, I'm crossing the border Wasted again With a number From a Canadian ten Oh Mother, oh Mother why must you complain I grew up alright so don't be ashamed My mouth has been cleaner And I may have lost all my faith Til I believe in myself I can't give my conscience away And you're home with the dishes And I'm out with my friends Placing bets With a Canadian ten And North of the border A sin is a sin When you pay With a Canadian ten I've searched for a reason to not search for you I feel like there's no place I haven't been through I told myself 'don't fall in love if you don't know their name' But my eyes are straight wired to my heart And bypass my brain Sometimes I'm forgetful So I'll start at the end And call the number On this Canadian ten And call the number On this Canadian ten |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
I took a shot of morphine just to smell the fear in my heart
and I felt the rush of hesitence, scared to commit from the start So I kissed a man in reno just to watch him puke Now I got more issues than just trying to forget about you I spent half of that whole day sober And the other half dazed and confused And what little bit left just trying to forget about you I saw you at the galley, he was working his way up your skirt He was buying all the rounds, baby, but you're gonna pay for dessert So I pissed in his gas tank while you were at his place Then I siphoned it back out and went upstairs to spit it back in his face I spent the half of that first week healthy And the other rid with the flu And what little bit left just trying to forget about you Six drinks, two deep at a party for a friend of a friend My mouth was moving like a muscle but my heart dead set on sin So I stumbled to the bathroom with who anyone who'd come The only girl that did was married to the sherriff's son Now I'm handcuffed to the toilet half naked with my mouth on his gun I spent the half of that year in prison The other half black and blue And what little bit left trying to forget about you We spent half of my life together Spent the other half coming unglued And what little time I got left trying to forget about you |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
Little Jewish princess, never recognized
Replaced the Star of David for the ones in your eyes So you popped a vicodine and ran away from everyone And everything you thought you knew Hangin' by the pool with the leisure dudes Who never have a job, but they got the attitudes The clothes, and the shoes, and a disease or two, And every head turns on cue When she flies like a ballerina babe strung up so high. Everybody have you seen her? The side no one knows, she shows on video She's a San Fernando sex star and she's fine Telephone screaming on the bathroom floor Momma tryin' to call ya since July 4 Erase the message along with the life Of everything ya knew before. Life is pretty good with your wood grain walls Lime green carpet, and your meth lab stall Mattress full of money and five locks on the door As she falls to the floor From tryin' to fly, like a ballerina babe Strung up so high, everybody have you seen her? The side no one knows, she screams on video She's a San Fernando sex star and she's fine East coast transplant now in California Can ya feel the side effects of finally leaving Georgia? Nothing you can do about it, Daddy tried to warn ya Allowance cut off, blue jean cutoffs Feelin' like a cut out paper whore When she flies like a ballerina babe Strung out so high, everybody have you seen her? The side no one knows, she screams on video She's San Fernando sex star Where are you? Now, Where are you? Now, Where are you? San Fernando sex star Now, Where are you? San Fernando sex star |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
Her hair is like a crow's nest, she's got glitter in her eye
Her smile is like a jack-o'-lantern trying not to cry She's been living, been living pretty hard Since her old man up and died a year ago And I see her every morning while she's walking to the check She holds her head like she's got something heavy hanging 'round her neck Puts some money in her purse And hides somewhere he won't expect before she goes Don't you think someone should take you home? Don't you think someone should take you home? Well, she stole more than a little from her folks in Cartersville With that wrong foot in that right boot left a lot of room to fill With one foot on the platform and a lot of time to kill They shoulda' known Don't you think someone should take you home? Don't you think someone should take you home? Well, I haven't seen her lately, guess I just assumed the worst But I think I kinda miss her standing there with her lips pursed First thing in the morning eaning up against the church Like it's your own Don't you think someone should take you home? Don't you think someone should take you home? Don't you think someone should take you home? |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Come into the sunlight, as I get used to you
It's all gonna be all right, I did all I could do And as I'm waiting for those eyes, to say what's on your mind I think I finally found the words to say So baby don't move at all Cause your about to break my fall Stay where you are, starring at the stars Don't ever move at all So many black and white are made to feel so blue We've all got our wars to fight, but I won't fight with you If I could just get your attention, I'll never let it go Until you've heard just what I've got to say So baby don't move at all Cause your about to break my fall Stay where you are, staring at the stars Don't ever move at all Why's it gotta be that everybody's gotta see the sadness? Everybody's lonely, but we don't have to be lonely baby I can move you like and earthquake, listen to me as my head shakes Because I want you, I need you, I can't live without you Baby don't move at all cause your about to break my fall Stay where you are, staring' at the stars Don't ever move at all |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
I was set up from the get-up, and I drove the wrong way home
Into your eyes of blue, yeah I could barely take my mind off you So you set it, then you let it, slowly take the life from you Getting so high from the fumes, of a burned out so-called you And I feel so far away from close to you and maybe... We could try to find a way to walk right through The plastic wall between my heart and you You were faking, I'd mistaken, you for someone I once knew Into the ring I flew, like a wrestler falls on cue Can you show me? Please show me. why it all went down in flames Was it 'cause I made it through, and you were just too fucked up to? And I feel so far away from close to you, and maybe... We could finally find a way to walk right through, the plastic wall between my heart and you. Head is stinging, phone is ringing Words just burnin' right on my tongue Please put up the magazine I'm burning up like gasoline I'm all alone on the phone So baby won't you please pick up? (Won't you please pick up?) I was set up, from the get-up Won't you please pick up the phone? I feel so far away from close to you, and baby All I wanted was to see you walk right through and I feel so far away from close to you and baby we can finally find a way to walk right through, the plastic wall between my heart and.. between my heart and you. |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
So you had a lot of friends, big black Benz,
Rockin' like "Dokken" til the party ends. Pink champagne, can't complain, everyone's there for you. Messed up hair, messed up nose, Cocaine habit that no one knows about. Even thought the lies get told, everybody knows the truth. Can ya get down? I don't wanna be around When you come down Get your feet back on the ground Can ya get down? You ain't acting like you're suppose to When you fall down, will it even make a sound 'Cause you're a boom batter and your wallet's getting fatter, fatter Livin' for yourself thinkin' no one else will even matter Skeezin' and you sneezing, your allergic to the normal crowd I heard you were from Cartersville (Oh my God, don't say that too loud!) So afraid that they're gonna know, that you're gonna show that you're normal Normal? (normal!) Shit I'd better fight, overdose, date a model I suppose Everything'll be alright Can ya get down I don't wanna be around when you come down Get your feet back on the ground Can ya get down You ain't acting like you're s'posed to When you fall down Will it even make a sound? Can you get down? I don't wanna be around When you come down Get your feet back on the ground Can ya get down You ain't acting like you're suppose to When you fall down, will it even make a sound? Keep it down I don't wanna be around Keep it down I don't wanna be around When you come down Get your feet back on the ground. Can ya get down You ain't acting like you're suppose to (s'posed to) Will it even make a sound? |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
This house of cards you've built
Has finally fallen down Expect me to come scrape Your ego off the ground Cause everybody talks Everybody talks And I can tell That you can tell What will you do when all of them Want you, want you, want you around Your little costume party's almost over now Alone to momma's house Before the sun goes down Cause everybody talks Everybody talks Nobody's got a heart To tear you all apart And you can tell That I can tell What will you do when all of them Want you, want you, want you around And you can tell That I can tell What will you do when none of them Want you, want you, want you around Your 15 minutes are about To just run out Any of us to take you seriously now? Cause everybody talks Everybody talks Nobody's got a heart To tear you all apart This house of cards you've built Has finally fallen down |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
I walk around in circles, just like a dog with vertigo,
As I go insane. The sun shines all around me, on the world, and everybody with somebody, while I'm in the rain. 'Cause it's you that can break me and keep me on my back. 'Cause it's you that can save me from falling into the black. The streetlights flash in tempo with my heart that's poundin' although I, haven't had a heart for days. If I could just be honest, get my feelings off my chest, and on your mind I could find the way. 'Cause it's you that can break me and keep me on my back. 'Cause it's you that can save me from falling into the black. Hold me and tell me that everything's gonna be all right. And I'll tell you that everything's gonna be alright. 'Cause it's you that can break me and keep me on my back. 'Cause it's you that can save me from falling into the black. you that can break me and keep me on my back. 'Cause it's you that can save me from falling into the black. The black, (Hold me and tell me that everything's gonna be all right.) oh, fall into the black. |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Joan moved away to Colorado
Said she found God and a boyfriend as well One that won't hit her or make her feel shallow There's a lot to learn about Joan Before I moved in Joan had a fling with the landlord So she got to stay here for free And I'm not a genius but I figured out There's a lot to learn from Joan And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life... Go get it right I went to the closet to get dressed for work When I spotted a box I had not seen before With all kinds of letters that never got sent to a guy in Colorado since 1994 And I know it's wrong But I sat and opened in no certain order A letter or two she talked about blisters and bruises of anger And she bought a handgun to learn how to shoot And the last letter said that she had to get out But I couldn't make out the rest of the note From the blood stains all over the page of the letters There's a lot to learn And there's a lot I learned about Joan And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride To stop at the place where you slowly misplaced your life Oh and after all this time, you were waiting on the ride To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life... Go get it right Go get it right Go get it right Go get it right |
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from Butch Walker - Heartwork [single] (2004)
I'm eighth in line on a US Air
Right now you're paying the parking fare I can still see your imprint on the terminal glass I tried to back out, I tried to stay home Tried to avoid picking up the phone Knowing that this call could be your last And as I take off, my heart won't stop The sky looks like an Astro Pop Amber, red and blue I'm sure gonna miss you I'm next in line as a lady stares At a messed up fucker with messed up hair She probably felt like this sometime. alone. or Maybe she lived in a perfect life Been a perfect mother and an average wife Maybe she just wonders what went wrong And as I take off, my heart won't stop The sky looks like an astro pop Amber, red and blue I'm sure gonna miss you Is this all there really is? Life after you Is it all there really is? What else can I do? am I gonna taste your kiss No matter who I'm with It's gonna be you And as I take off, my heart won't stop The sky looks like an astro pop Amber, red and blue I'm sure gonna miss you I'm sure gonna miss you Is this all there really is? |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
There was a blackout in my heart in the summer of '03
I was walking over bridges Tryin' to find my way to me When the problem was restored I can't describe the damage done This would be the first time And no it wasn't fun All these aging hipsters with another axe to grind So put me on the battle field Where hardcore goes to die Can I get a hell yeah (If you're as lost as I am) Yeah dawg (If you hate that expression) Doggin' on others is now my profession Since you blew the lights out in my heart I'm feeling kinda bored so let's go charge up the car Let's all put on those trucker hats And head out to a bar We'll end up in the standard in the bathroom Don't coke this is very Hollywood And yeah I get the joke Everything tastes better When the Novocain sets in So have a second helping of the ones you call your friends Can I get a hell yeah (If you're as lost as I am) Yeah dawg (If you hate that expression) Doggin' on others is now my profession Since you blew the lights out in my heart Why don't ya all f-f-f-fade away Vodka rhymes with lotsa Bourbon rhymes with hurtin' These are things I'm gonna feel This much I know is certain Can I get a hell yeah (If you're as lost as I am) Yeah dawg (If you hate that expression) Doggin' on others is now my profession Since you blew the lights out in my heart |
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from Butch Walker - Heartwork [single] (2004)
Maybe it's just me,
but you seem finally happy I don't think I've seen your face just glow Like a neon sign and maybe we should be alone for ever after, Cause even thought the nights are long At least I'll make it another day Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And maybe things got weird after all that went down Things were oh so clear, that I could never get the right So tell me what your plans are And tell me what you're doing The only thing I'll hold against me is a picture of you tonight Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise and I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is... Time for you to think things over Time to talk the drama down It's not a contest of who'll try harder Or who'll cross the finish line And I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise and I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is time |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Maybe it's just me,
but you seem finally happy I don't think I've seen your face just glow Like a neon sign and maybe we should be alone for ever after, Cause even thought the nights are long At least I'll make it another day Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And maybe things got weird after all that went down Things were oh so clear, that I could never get the right So tell me what your plans are And tell me what you're doing The only thing I'll hold against me is a picture of you tonight Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise and I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is... Time for you to think things over Time to talk the drama down It's not a contest of who'll try harder Or who'll cross the finish line And I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise and I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is time |
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Maybe it's just me,
but you seem finally happy I don't think I've seen your face just glow Like a neon sign and maybe we should be alone for ever after, Cause even thought the nights are long At least I'll make it another day Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And maybe things got weird after all that went down Things were oh so clear, that I could never get the right So tell me what your plans are And tell me what you're doing The only thing I'll hold against me is a picture of you tonight Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise and I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is... Time for you to think things over Time to talk the drama down It's not a contest of who'll try harder Or who'll cross the finish line And I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, but I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise and I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is time |
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from A Lot Like Love (2005)
Maybe it's just me, but you seem finally happy I don't think I've seen your face just glow Like a neon sign and maybe we should be alone for ever after, Cause even thought the nights are long At least I'll make it another day Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, But I can live without you if it makes you smile And maybe things got weird after all that went down Things were oh so clear, That I could never get the right So tell me what your plans are And tell me what you're doing The only thing I'll hold against me is a picture of you tonight Cause I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, But I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise And I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is... Time for you to think things over Time to talk the drama down It's not a contest of who'll try harder Or who'll cross the finish line And I can't live if you're not happy I can't live if you cry, But I can live without you if it makes you smile And I can't wait to see you rise And I can't wait for you to shine But I can wait for you if all you need is time |
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from Butch Walker - Heartwork [single] (2004)
You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you You say goodnight, in my mind I'm sleeping next to you You drive away from my car crash of a heart And I don't know But you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel You don't know Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the sad songs ain't so sad I only wish that there was more than that About me and you [Bridge] Oh, don't turn around and say bye again Yeah it crushes my head when you call me Your friend and I'm not the same person From back in the day in the back of the class That you thought was gay No I can't find the words cause I lost them The minute they fell out of my mouth And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips And just let me kiss 'em And let's get messed up and listen to probably... The best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you |
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from Butch Walker - Heartwork [single] (2004)
You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you You say goodnight, in my mind I'm sleeping next to you You drive away from my car crash of a heart And I don't know But you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel You don't know Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the sad songs ain't so sad I only wish that there was more than that About me and you [Bridge] Oh, don't turn around and say bye again Yeah it crushes my head when you call me Your friend and I'm not the same person From back in the day in the back of the class That you thought was gay No I can't find the words cause I lost them The minute they fell out of my mouth And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips And just let me kiss 'em And let's get messed up and listen to probably... The best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you You say goodnight, in my mind I'm sleeping next to you You drive away from my car crash of a heart And I don't know But you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel You don't know Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the sad songs ain't so sad I only wish that there was more than that About me and you [Bridge] Oh, don't turn around and say bye again Yeah it crushes my head when you call me Your friend and I'm not the same person From back in the day in the back of the class That you thought was gay No I can't find the words cause I lost them The minute they fell out of my mouth And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips And just let me kiss 'em And let's get messed up and listen to probably... The best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you |
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from With R - No Such Thing (2004)
You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you You say goodnight, in my mind I'm sleeping next to you You drive away from my car crash of a heart And I don't know But you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel You don't know Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the sad songs ain't so sad I only wish that there was more than that About me and you [Bridge] Oh, don't turn around and say bye again Yeah it crushes my head when you call me Your friend and I'm not the same person From back in the day in the back of the class That you thought was gay No I can't find the words cause I lost them The minute they fell out of my mouth And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips And just let me kiss 'em And let's get messed up and listen to probably... The best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you |
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from One Tree Hill (원 트리 힐) [ost] (2005)
You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you You say goodnight, in my mind I'm sleeping next to you You drive away from my car crash of a heart And I don't know But you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel You don't know Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have And even all the sad songs ain't so sad I only wish that there was more than that About me and you [Bridge] Oh, don't turn around and say bye again Yeah it crushes my head when you call me Your friend and I'm not the same person From back in the day in the back of the class That you thought was gay No I can't find the words cause I lost them The minute they fell out of my mouth And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips And just let me kiss 'em And let's get messed up and listen to probably... The best mixtape I have And even all the bad songs ain't so bad I just wish there was so much more than that About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you About me and you |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
So you grew up in a town where everybody's all the same
Like a city full of zombies going by the same name Saying eat this, wear that, think ya know just where it's at. When everybody's just alike, now tell me how you deal with that? This much is true, so here's a finger let me say it There's the right way, then there's my way There's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say I'll be my way, if you don't like it you can take it You got the ultimate song, but you're fuckin' up the words And you're fallin' from the bridge that goes straight into the verse. They're saying do this, do that, tell ya how to wear your hat If everyone was just alike, I don't think I could deal with that! This much is true, so can you hear me as I'm saying There's the right way, then there's my way There's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say I'll be my way, if you don't like it you can take it I don't want to, be the one who Does everything like I'm told to (4x) There's the right way, then there's my way There's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say I'll be my way, if you don't like it you can take it |
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from Agent Cody Banks (에이전트 코디 뱅크스) by John Powell [ost] (2003)
So you grew up in a town where everybody's all the same
Like a city full of zombies going by the same name Saying eat this, wear that, think ya know just where it's at. When everybody's just alike, now tell me how you deal with that? This much is true, so here's a finger let me say it There's the right way, then there's my way There's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say I'll be my way, if you don't like it you can take it You got the ultimate song, but you're fuckin' up the words And you're fallin' from the bridge that goes straight into the verse. They're saying do this, do that, tell ya how to wear your hat If everyone was just alike, I don't think I could deal with that! This much is true, so can you hear me as I'm saying There's the right way, then there's my way There's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say I'll be my way, if you don't like it you can take it I don't want to, be the one who Does everything like I'm told to (4x) There's the right way, then there's my way There's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say I'll be my way, if you don't like it you can take it |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
Do you remember when we met?
Liquor drinks and cigarettes All the boys were taking bets Credit cards, so in debt Bought drinks from you at the bar Poured them out behind my car So I could come back where you are And order from you again And again I'll be your open tap You'll be my favorite sin You're such a pretty melody I'm just a tattooed tragedy Oh baby we don't have to be Like the rest of them What time can we get out of here? I got some words you need to hear I really wanna make it clear I don't do this everywhere How do I make this not sound cheap? I wanna show you where I sleep Keep you there a couple weeks Make you come again And again I'll be your waste of time You'll be my happy end You're such a pretty melody I'm just another tattooed tragedy Oh baby we don't have to be Like the rest of them It's anything but hard to see I want all of you all over me There's not a single part of me That won't ever let you... You're such a pretty melody I'm just another tattooed tragedy Oh baby we don't have to be Like the rest of them It's anything but hard to see I want all of you all over me There's not a single part of me That won't ever let you go. |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Well I fumbled for a pencil
And my I'm so sorry pad And I wrote until I sprained my stupid brain Well you know that there's a reason I made this up so fast I though I'd never get a chance to say What's on my mind, I'm never kind When my vocabulary's secondary to a bottle of wine But I promise I can love you Just like a man And I promise I can hold you Like nobody can I never knew the difference between bullshit and sincere As long as it sounded good While coming out And I can't blame it on my father He gave me my 1st beer And he held my head back as I puked it out What was I saying, there I go playing The game I know so well Talking about myself when it should be you But I promise I can love you Just like a man And I promise I can hold you Like nobody can |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence
All I can do is rhyme eloquence with precedence It's the only word I think about When your his and not mine... (So unkind, so unkind) And it gets so annoying like a chick magazine with 17 subscription cards shoved in between They fall past my seat And they land at my feet Right next my pride, now can you beat that? And what I can I say I come racecars and Goth rock And what can you do You're just California gridlock I'm a broken down Camaro overheated But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash 7 days passed since your last break up note With its shaky and scribbled out, started over, broken words That you wrote you know having what you needed wasn't good enough for you Never do, never do And now you're in his house that's the size of a mall I've never seen a grand piano look so fucking small You know probably one of many things that are small about him too And what I can I say I come racecars and punk rock And what can you do You're just California gridlock I'm a broken down amaro overheated But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash Can we just try to forget that we were ever very different Cause the tattoo on your shoulder tells me baby that ain't true But I like that in you, so quit tryin' to prove yourself And wake up and lose yourself in me And what I can I say I come racecars and cock rock And what can you do You're just California gridlock I'm a broken down Camaro overheated But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash And what I can I say I come racecars and pop rocks And what can you do You're just California gridlock I'm a broken down Camaro overheated But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
She Likes Hair Bands
On satellite radio But I was in one So it's a little too close to home She can dance like She's done it for a living before And I kinda dance like I've been shot in the leg for sure She's got all that she's got But She don't got me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e So Baby, lay down Nobody is around Watching as our bodies Slowly sinking to the ground Throw away your phone and your inhibitions too There's a hundred dirty things That I want to say to you Never let me come And never let me go I've got you where I want you So I want to say it slow This is good night as any to say That you want me too Woo-Hoo She like Mary Jane But she says she doesn't like the smell And She's got a baby And by the way she walks I can't tell She's got a birthmark On the inside of her thigh Ask me how I know (Ha) About the inside of her thigh She knows the Japanese alphabet But She don't know me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e Yeah So Baby, lay down Nobody is around Watching as our bodies Slowly sinking to the ground Throw away your phone and your inhibitions too There's a hundred dirty things That I want to do to you Never let me come And never let me go I've got you where I want you So I want to say it slow This is good night as any to say That you want me too Woo-Hoo She got all that she wants But she don't want me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e So Baby, lay down Nobody is around Watching as our bodies Slowly sinking to the ground Throw away your phone and your inhibitions too There's a hundred dirty things that I want to do to you Never let me come And never let me go I've got you where I want you So I want to say it slow This is good night as any to say That you want me too Woo-Hoo |
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from Butch Walker - Cover Me Badd (2005)
Rather then be on tape and make my own song this messed up
so uh instead of me sitting up here doin' a little dance for ya and singing "On a monday I'm Waiting" i'm gonna like you know, i'm gonna prove that it's my own voice just because uh.. i dont know let me just a pick a cover uhhh lets pick ugh that kelly clarkson song for example their's no way I'm gonna be able to sing that song without re-constructive sergury if you know what I'm talking about but i'm a gonna try. Here's the thing We started out friends It was cool but it was just pretend Yeah, Yeah Since you've been gone You dedicated, You took the time... It Wasn't long 'till I called you mine... Yeah, Yeah Since you've been gone gone gone That's why you'd never hear me say "i just wanna be with you.." cause i never hear you say.. But since you've been gone! I can breathe for the first time I'm so moving on Yeah Yeah Thanks to you Now I get What I want!! Since you've been gone w(e gotta get jam hard) How can I put it? You put me on I even fell for that stupid love song Yeah Yeah! Since you've been gone gone gone ... thats why i'd never hear you say "I just wanna be with you" thats all i wanna hear you say But since you've been gone! I can breathe for the first time I'm so moving on Yeah Yeah!!! Thanks to you!!! Now I get... what I waaaant.. (Since you've been gone!!!) WAIT! they dont love you like i love you WAIT! They dont love you like i love you WAIT! they dont love you like i love you -they dont love you like i love you WOAaaah...!!!! butch walker won kelly clarksons hero. |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
So at last Southern California
Sun sets like a long goodbye I've been dreaming about it for days But I don't ask why I can feel it in my bones I'm a careless season it started just the other day And what'd you expect That just for no reason I packed it in and drove away Now I don't mean to pin this one on you, darlin' It's time I found something good When it comes right down You're just one of many people that never really understood So at last Southern California Sun sets like a long goodbye I've been dreaming about it for days but I don't ask why As I drove into a city painted on the desert With everything 10 miles high Hard to believe that nobody will see what I see Through my blood shot eyes Now I don't mean to sound so young and naive But I think we've found something good, And now I can feel me leaving who I used to be As we're driving into Hollywood So at last Southern California Sun sets like a long goodbye I've been dreaming about it for days But I don't ask why So at last Southern California Sun sets like a long goodbye I've been dreaming about it for days And now I know why I can feel it in my bones I'm a careless season, it started when I woke today And now that I'm here It's all so very clear The reason that I drove away Now I don't mean to call so early now, darlin' But the waves just feel so good And I'll always come around And watch the sun go down Just like you knew I would So at last southern California Sun sets like a long goodbye I've been dreaming about it for days But I don't ask why So at last Southern California Sun sets like a long goodbye I've been dreaming about it for days And now I know why |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
Can you please remind me how you feel.
This emptiness is real. And I can't bear the thought of it Can you please remind me how to smile? I lost track after awhile. Is happiness so hard to get Is it me or is this over? As I got sober I watched you fade away. Is it me or is this ending? As I was pretending I watched you fade away. I didn't know that time could move so slow. When you've got nowhere to go. The silence is so deafening. Wakin' up, on the wrong side of your mind. How could I have been so blind? To see I'm losing everything. Is it me or is this over? As I got sober I watched you fade away. Is it me or is this ending? As I was pretending. I watched you fade away. Sooner or later we gotta stop this elevator. You go your way and I'll go mine. I'm sure that I'll be fine. Is it me or is this over? As I got sober I watched you fade away. Is it me or is this ending? As I was pretending I watched you fade away... Sober...cause I got sober Cause I got sober.... I watched you fade. |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Seven hours till the moon sleeps
I lose my mind as I drive away Your cigarettes are in the back seat I cant bring myself to throw away All of the film from the camera that took All the pictures of the images in my mind So I'll drive a straight line When I cross the state line Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone Then you wont have to feel torn Pass the churches full of guilted faith They send there hangovers from last night It won't do me any good to pray, cause even god knows that you were right And I was wrong but yeah it kills me that my kid will never know me, with another man by his side So I'll drive a straight line When I cross the state line Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone Then you wont have to feel torn Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh So I'll drive a straight line When I cross the state line Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone So I'll drive a straight line When I cross the state line Out on to the ocean, in a moment I'll be gone You wont have to feel torn Have to feel torn Thinking of you with my last breath |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
I wrote this down to make it sing just like a song
A little part of me is hating where I've gone The living room disheveled, dishes piled up high Your naked silhouette contrasting in the light It's you... It's you... Pull off with guilt from a confusing kiss goodnight I drive with a cell phone burning as you cry yourself to sleep all night This parking lot is my best friend as it holds me while I stare I can see my breath, I can taste your shoulder, it's something in the air It's you... It's you... This song is just a stripped down version give or take a verse Wanna spare us all the details if it only makes things worse Oh... Oh... Oh... Ah... |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
Oh well remember the guy who was a football star
He had it made with the ladies, but he never got far Five years past, now he's gotten kind of fat Working eight days a week at a Laundromat With his momma and his daddy breathing down his neck About everything he does so much it makes him sick So he sits home alone, with the game on TV, As the crowd goes wild he says, "That coulda been me!" Just another day in suburbia It's a beautiful day in suburbia! Best not let it get the best of you Is it everything you thought it would be? Remember playing games at the rich kid's home? His dad owned a bank, while his mom was alone Everyday with the mailman, the trash man, lawn guy Kid didn't look a damn thing like his dad (I knew why) He grew up got a job making eighty grand a year Had a wife and kid all the guys called a queer But his dad never knew, he was too blind to see He said "Guess it kinda ran in the family!" Just another day in suburbia It's a beautiful day in suburbia Best not let it get the best of you Is it everything you thought it would be? Remember the girl, down the street, with the kids That used to come outside, but she never did Cause she was trying to hide the bruises where her old man beat her Cause he hit her in the face with an old space heater (Ow!) Then he'd come home drunk and tried to force sex on her But he didn't see the fourty-four stuffed in the covers So she waited 'till he came, he lie there naked, Before she blew his head off, she told him she'd been faking All along - so long - for everything you done wrong Here's a bullet, go to hell, 'cause its where you belong! Just another day in suburbia It's a beautiful day in suburbia Best not let it get the best of you Is it everything you thought it would be Just another day in suburbia Yeah this is how we're living in suburbia Best not let it get the best of you Is it everything you want it to be No one understands it, no one comprehends it I Guess you had to be there, from the outside looking in So I put my Outkast record on, turn up the volume cause I'm all alone! And scream away (yeaaaah!!) Remember the cutest couple in the world You know he was the punk and she was daddy's little girl And graduation came and she wanted him to stay But he had bigger better dreams waiting out in LA She cried and he cried as the plane flew away She never ever wanted it to end this way Two years later she reads in the news He'd gone on to be a big star but nobody knew Cause he changed up his name but his heart stayed the same Cause every song he wrote was about her he claimed But he never got to tell her cause he died that year From all of the coke, and the pills, and the beer And the whole world cried, but just or one day... Cause sooner or later..the pain goes away! Just another day in suburbia It's a beautiful day in suburbia Best not let it get the best of you Is it everything you thought it would be? Just another day in suburbia Yeah this is how we're living in suburbia Best not let it get the best of you Is it everything you want it to be.. |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Messed up pantyhose
Bloody nose from a candy cane habit that no one knows about This is your story nine to five The weekend comes, the weekend goes But the smoke and cum stains on your clothes Remind you that you had a good time And it all starts over where it all begins And you wake up and realize the movie ends Where the hangover started and the pills began Before she falls asleep she whispers Yeah its another sunny day Outside of my rainy life, how long till its right? Yeah its another sunny day Drowning in the tears that I cry How long till I'm dry again? Now you woke up cold, your face all red You swear that the morning joggers want you dead If the karma calls and bikers don't do it first You see you love this guy, you hate his girlfriend You don't give a shit its sex in the end You try to decide which is worse And you try so hard to disassociate With suicidal dark commas and negotiate With a razorblade and a palm pilot As you're looking at the back of your eyelids screaming Yeah its another sunny day Outside of my rainy life How long till its right? Yeah its another sunny day Drowning in the tears that I cry how long till I'm dry again? |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
You got lost, for a while
You've been trying to find a smile You got stood up, then you fell down When you needed, there was no one 'round You loved the previews and hate the movies You scream at the screen, "Something move me!" Before you start to fade away Give me all your fear, throw it all away And think about the good things, no matter what they say We'll take tomorrow, baby, yeah One day at a time You just stare in space You found love but it got erased You're on the road with all the stoplights And you're too afraid to turn the wrong from right You ate your soul and it made ya fat Starve yourself from everything else That makes you completely full So give me all your fear, throw it all away Think about the good things, no matter what they say We'll take tomorrow, baby, yeah One day at a time So you run, so you hide And you watched as they die They all fell, you could fall too Or you could sew your wings and try to fly right through So give me all your fear, throw it all away Think about the good things, no matter what they say We'll take tomorrow, baby, yeah One day at a time One day at a time |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
I opened up a can of worms
I could see myself hanging onto. It's gonna sting, it's gonna burn I can't win either way. And over time I will just find a way to lose you after all Until then we'll carry on. I took a lot of shots for you Some made my hangovers worse somedays. The movies that you sat me through Were never quite my taste Don't get me wrong I miss the way I used to use you after all But for now, just carry on. We pass a bridge, we made it through You feel different or all things the same. The modulation never do The story is untold. And all I want is to get back to what I'm used to after all Until then I'll carry on |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
As she woke up for the final injection
The sickness was hard When there was no one around And it spread to her hands And it spread to her legs And they felt like the mud from the pond on the ground that she played in as a kid What she did to deserve this While her friends were at parties She was on the floor, with a mixture of blood Sweat and tears by her head That's when she said, can I be dead? Yeah I've heard that before So as I'm writing this thank you note There's just one thing she wanted you to know Just before she had to go, she said that she liked you Just hung the painting that we found of London I never saw the beauty of that city before As it sat in our basement next to board games and year books With a faint smell of must, dust and dog food on the floor So as I'm writing this thank you note There's just one thing she wanted you to know Just before she had to go, she said that she liked you |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
I got my boarding pass, a tank of gas
Then I'm never coming back If I could only get out of the bed in this room You've got the little one who's a lot of fun But your old man, he's a drag So baby, kick him out, pick up the baby and let's go And baby, they don't know what we know So turn the lights down, maybe they'll go Onto another place Get your lips back on my face and let's go Look past the window fan, through the alley cans I can see you changing clothes It's my morning coffee movie everyday You stick your stomach out in the mirror You pat you that wish you had it back I can't find a section of flesh that I would change Baby, you don't know what I know So turn the lights down, maybe they'll go Onto another place I want your lips back on my face and let's go And with just a little luck and a couple bucks We can make a little home Just like the one that I promised to buy when we first met And if I ever lose where we came from I want you to hang me upside down Mama, that's just something we can never forget 'Cause baby, they don't know what we know So turn the lights out, I want to go Back to that starting place The first time your lipstick got on my face and let's go Baby, let's go Baby, let's go Baby, let's go |
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from Butch Walker - I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart (2010)
Trash Day in Beverly Hills
All the sad little mama's with their happy little pills They flirt with the lawn boys as they clean out the pools While the Mexican nannies take the children to school So much to be and nothing to do How did it ever end up that way? Trash day in Nashville, Tennessee No one can smell this religion but me I see it in hairstyles of young Christian men, That drink, smoke, and fuck like the world's gonna end Someday will come and we'll all just pretend That it never really happened that way Happen that way Happen that way Happen that way I can tell a lot by the way that you walk And I can hear the confessions in the way you talk And it's all the actions that give yourself away So I still don't talk, don't breathe It'll all be over soon Trash day in Atlanta, GA I can hear the sanitary truck from 2 miles away I've said everything that this town has to say Won't you bring me your waste and let me throw them away Maybe I was wrong to call your heart a spade But I wish it didn't happen that way Happen that way Happen that way Happen that way |
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from Butch Walker - Left of Self - Centered (2002)
Partied at a house till four,
came out from a closet door Makeup all over my face. We just did what people do, how was I to know that you were gonna turn around and say... 'Somethin's not right, somethin' that night' you gave in, I gave out I put in, you put out And you screamed and I shouted Now we're both in lotsa trouble You gave in, I gave out I put in, you put out And now something' about it says We're both in lotsa trouble Both in lotsa trouble yeah yeah No one knows about the mess we got ourselves into, I guess responsibility slapped my face Now I'll never look at you without being a part of you I know you're scared of what we gotta face But I'll hold you tight, and be your nightlight Cause you gave in, I gave out I put in, you put out And you screamed and I shouted Now we're both in lotsa trouble You gave in, I gave out I put in, you put out And now something' about it says We're both in lotsa trouble Both in lotsa trouble yeah yeah |
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from Butch Walker - Letters (2004)
Detox, Detox where are you?
You coulda saved me from a disaster What with all these cell phone numbers It's gonna be weeks cleaning off my dresser I love it, I hate it I can't live without I love it, I hate it, baby The first time's the worst time Then you become so uncomfortably numb That you can't hide the fake smile Stare into space with a look on your face That says: gotta get outta Los Angeles So blind I can't see Gotta get outta Los Angeles Gotta get Los Angeles Outta me Sober, sober, send yourself over I did it again last night I wasted a good conversation 'Bout music and God On an outta work coked up, A&R guy I love it, I hate it I can't live without I love it, I hate it, baby The first time's the worst time Then you become so uncomfortably numb That you can't hide the fake smile Stare into space with a look on your face That says: gotta get outta Los Angeles So blind I can't see Gotta get outta Los Angeles Gotta get Los Angeles Outta me |
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