1. The Disco Before The Breakdown
2. Tonight We're Gonna Give It 35%
3. Beginning In An Ending
The Disco Before The Breakdown
And if you follow the jaw line down over the heart,
the curves of your bone and muscle that make up your head to toe... it's
just skin and thread, stitches and ligaments, words that we spoke only
to regret. And I know they're going to laugh at us when they, when
they see us out together "holding hands" like this. They wouldn't
understand it if we told them all the reasons, not that I think this deserves
any kind of explination. Whoa, whoa, whoa. And we'll, we'll
make it up so we've got a smile painted on all the time, no matter what
it's like on the inside (Whoa, whoa, whoa). Yeah, we'll keep this,
keep us like a secret, because if my family and friends ever found out
about the things we could never be, haunts we'll always keep, so fucking
bittersweet (Bittersweet). And I know they're going to laugh at us
when they, when they see us out together "holding hands" like this.
They wouldn't understand it if we told them all the reasons, not that I
think this deserves any kind of explination.
Tonight We're Gonna Give It 35%
We drank bottled water together and talked business,
I think I played the right moves. You were looking over my shoulder,
as I went through the motions of another night. And it was alright
because I, I thought I knew who everybody was just by looking at them.
My heart is anywhere but here. And how tired I was from the past
couple weeks, from the past couple years, well it hit me all at once.
On a balcony overlooking nothing, with snow falling all around. We'll
I, I called just to say goodnight. And you hadn't done anything wrong.
You know really, really it's me not you. I can't believe how naive
I was to think things could ever be so simple. And can you live with
what you know about yourself, when you're all alone, behind closed doors,
the things we never said but we always knew were right there? And
it's got me on my knees in a bathroom, praying to a god I don't even believe
in. We'll, "Dear Jesus... are you listening?" If this is the
one chance that really matters (Whoa), we'll don't let me fuck this up.
If you had told me about all this when I was fifteen, I never would have
believed it.
Beginning In An Ending
Every day has a beginning and ending, like every
life has a start and finish, oh. July is gone like the gasoline it
took to make the circle again. Florida to Florida, by way of America.
Cocaine and soda, playing tetris in our underwear. We take turns
reading letters, I read the haiku and you move your nails across my legs.
In your arms, I don't know who I am. Taking all I know about nihilism
and trying to build it into a life. With your thought in mind, I
walk the streets down to the shore and I sink into the Pacific. This
is everything up to now ending... ending. It was nice to believe
for a while.