1. The Swiss Army Romance
2. The Best Deceptions
3. Remember To Breathe
4. The Good Fight
5. The Sharp Hint Of New Tears
6. So Impossible
7. The Places You Have Come To Fear The
Most
8. Turpentine Chaser
9. Living In Your Letters
10. For You To Notice
11. The Brilliant Dance
12. Screaming Infidelities
13. Saints And Sailors
14. Again I Go Unnoticed
15. Hands Down
The Swiss Army Romance
sleep with all the lights on. you're not
so happy. you're not secure. you're dying to look cute in your
blue jeans. but you're plastic just like everyone. you're just
like everyone. and that face you paint is pressed, impressing most
of us, as permanent. and i'd like to see you undone. college
night will draw the crowds. dorms unload and you're heading out.
here is your moment to shine. making up a history. it has nothing
from the life you lead. but man, will they buy all your lines.
sleep with all the sheets off. you're bearing your matress, bearing
your soul. and you're dying to look smooth with your tattoos.
but you're searching just like everyone. you could be anyone.
and those friends you have are the best. impressing most of us, as
permanent. and i'd like to see you undone. youth's the most
unfaithful mistress. still we forge ahead to miss her. rushing
our moment to shine. making up a history. it's got nothing
of the life you lead. but man, will they buy all your lines.
we're not 21, but the sooner we are the sooner the fun will begin.
so get out your fake eyelashes, and fake i.d.'s, and real disasters.
ensue. its cool to take these chances. its cool to fake romances.
and grow up fast. and grow up fast. and grow up fast.
and grow up fast.
The Best Deceptions
i heard about your trip. i heard about your
souvenirs. i heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights, and
the cool guys that you spent them with. well i guess i should have
heard them from you. i guess i should have heard them from you.
don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over? and all the
"best deceptions" and "clever cover story" awards go to you. so kiss
me hard, cause this will be the last time that i let you. you will
be back some day and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips
will be of service to keeping you away. i heard about your regrets.
i heard that you were feeling sorry. i heard from someone that you
wish you could set things right between us. well, i guess i should
have heard of that from you. i guess i should have heard of that
from you. don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over?
and all the "best deceptions" and the "clever cover story" awards go to
you. so kiss me hard, cause this will be the last time that i let
you. you will be back some day and this awkward kiss that screams
of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. i'm
waiting for blood to flow to my fingers, i'll be all right when my hands
get warm. ignoring the phone, i'd rather say nothing. i'd rather
you'd never heard my voice. you're calling too late, too late to
be gracious and you do not warrant long goodbyes. you're calling
too late. you're calling too late. you're calling too late.
Remember To Breathe
She fixes her lips They always look perfect Never
a smudge line Never too much I try on my blue shirt She told me she liked
it once... She wonders what I'll wear She knows just what she'll wear She
always wears blue Some sneakers or flip-flops I'm starting to panic Remember
she asked you to, Remember To Breathe And remember (the memory) that they
will be ok Ok, ok, Alright, Well alright, Alright, Alright, Ok...
The Good Fight
consider the odds, consider the obvious.
the martyr is meaningless, the campaign has died. in the planning
stages and the fallen faces are the singular proof that it was ever alive.
this purchased rebellion has been outbidded, denounced, and rescinded and
left to die championless. i begged you not to go. i begged
you, i pleaded. claimed you as my only hope and watched the floor
as you retreated. hope has sprung a perfect dive a perfect day, a
perfect lie, a slowly crafted monologue conceding your defeat. this
purchased rebellion has been outbidded, denouced, and rescinded and left
to die championless. i begged you not to go. i begged you,
i pleaded. claimed you as my only hope and watched the floor as you
retreated. does it comfort you to know you fought the good fight?
basking in your victory, hollow and alone to boast your bitter bragging
rights to anyone who'll listen. while you're left with nothing tangible
to gain.
The Sharp Hint Of New Tears
on the way home, this car hears my confessions.
i think tonight i'll take the long way. this weather. the wind
outside is biting. it has left me feeling tired and exposed.
you've been asking me to bleed. it seems these kinds of questions
come too easy to you now. your lack of shame comes naturally.
i should not be surprised. i should have seen it sooner. you
expect me to apologize for things that you've done wrong. while you're
inciting others. you're owning up to nothing and i wish that i was
gone. because you're not going anywhere. this damp air is fighting
my defroster. my sighs, they ring victorious and fog this tinted
glass. its clouded, and so is my head. the hint of these new
tears are sharp. i try to hold them back. its useless, i'm
useless against them. they're beating me with ease. on the
way home this car hears my confessions. i think tonight i'll take
the long way. expect me to apologize for things that you've done
wrong. while you're inciting others. you're owning up to nothing
and i wish that i was gone. cause you're not going anywhere.
on the way home this car hears my confession. i think tonight i'll
take the long way.
So Impossible
So she says that, "Everyone's going to the party,
Won't you come if I come with a friend for your friend? I'd be so
pleased to see you out of the classroom Wearing the smile that I'll bring
you. I was hoping to learn a few things, like... do you do you like
dashing the dirt on the whole class, While talking the big smack.
While playing the fool. While wearing all the latest fashions.
Working the new trends. Wearing your old threads. Well if you
like coffee in the evening These are all a few things that I'd like to
know." So I say, "I've been scheduled to work but I'll call in, and
my friend isn't busy, he'd be happy to join me Well maybe my friend and
your friend will hit it off... Or maybe we will I'm dying to know..."
Do you do you like dreaming of things So Impossible Where only the practical
are ever involved? While wading through all your bad bad days Just
to end them with someone you care about But do you like making out, long
drives, brown eyes, And guys who just don't quite fit in? Who do
you like now? So yes, I'll See You There..."
The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most
buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, and
covered with a perfect shell, such a charming beautiful exterior.
laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes and perfect posture, but you're
barely scraping by, but you're barely scraping by. well this is one
time, this is one time that you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone
or anyone at all, or anyone at all. and the grave that you refuse
to leave the refuge that you've built to flee the places that you've come
to fear the most, is the place that you have come to fear the most.
buried deep as you can dig inside yourself and hidden in the public eye
such a stellar monument to loneliness. laced with brilliant smiles
and shining eyes and perfect makeup, but you're barely scaping by, but
you're barely scraping by. well this is one time, this is one time
that you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone, or anyone at all,
or anyone at all. and the grave that you refuse to leave the refuge
that you've built to flee the places that you've come to fear the most,
is the place that you have come to fear the most.
Turpentine Chaser
this paint has been tasting of lead. and
their chips will fall as they may. but its not just my finish that's
peeling. and its not alone fleeing these walls. well sooner
or later, this cold, is gonna break. so our hands will be warm again.
but all i want is not to need you now. and sooner or later, this
code, its gonna break. and our words will be heard again. but
all i want are vows of silence now. this turpentine chaser's got
kick. and the rag that its soaked in is rich. the fumes aide
the pace of my cleaning. and as soon as i'm done i am gone.
well sooner or later, this cold, is gonna break. so our hands will
be warm again. but all i want is not to need you now. and sooner
or later, this code, its gonna break. and our words will be heard
again. but all i want are vows of silence now. the frightening
facts we've been facing our backs to so long now, are begging for eyes
to bear witness to lies and indifference. now we're saying aloud
the things we've declared in our silence. the new coats of paint
will not reacquaint broken hearts to broken homes. broken homes.
broken homes.
Living In Your Letters
i'm always assuming the worst. but you're
going on nonetheless. and there's nothing to cushion your heart led
fall. letters from further away keep pulling me close to home.
and they're something to cushion my callous sighs. and i know that
you hope for longer good-byes. embracing for forever and falling
in your eyes. in your eyes. your eyes. pouring over photographs.
i'm living in your letters. and breathe deeply from this envelope.
it smells like you and i can't be without that scent. its filling
me with all you mean to me, to me. continually failing these trials,
but you stand by me nonetheless. and you won't let me sink though
i'm begging you, i'm begging you. phone calls from further away and
messages on my machine. but i don't ever tell you this distance seems
terrible. there's no need to test my heart with useless space.
these roads go on forever and so do you and i. there will always
be a place for you in my heart. so i'll hit the pavement. it's
gotta be better than waiting. and pushing you far away cause i'm
scared. so i'll take my chances and head on my way up there.
cause turning to you is like falling in love when you're ten.
For You To Notice
I'm starting to fasion an idea in my head.
Where I would impress you with every single word I said Would come out
insightful or brave or smooth or charming and you'd want to call me.
And I would be there everytime. You need me. I'd be there everytime.
But for now i'll look so longingly wait up for you to want me for you to
need me. for you to notice me. I'm starting to fasion an idea in
my head. Where I would impress you with every single word I said
Would come out insightful or brave or smooth or charming and you'd want
to call me. And I would be there everytime. You need me.
I'd be there everytime. But for now i'll look so longingly wait up
for you to want me for you to need me. for you to notice me.
The Brilliant Dance
so this is odd, the painful realization that all
has gone wrong. and nobody cares at all, and nobody cares at all.
so you buried all your lover's clothes and burned the letters lover wrote,
but it doesn't make it any better. does it make it any better?
and the plaster dented from your fist in the hall where you had your first
kiss reminds you that the memories will fade. so this is strange,
our sidestepping has come to be a brilliant dance where nobody leads at
all, where nobody leads at all. and the picture frames are facing
down and the ringing from this empty sound is deafening and keeping you
from sleep. and breathing is a foreign task and thinking's just too
much to ask and you're measuring your minutes by a clock that's blinking
eights. this is incredible. starving, insatiable, yes, this
is love for the first time. well, you'd like to think that you were
invincible. yeah, well weren't we all once before we felt loss for
the first time. well this is the last time.
Screaming Infidelities
i'm missing your bed, i never sleep. avoiding
the spots where we'd have to speak. and this bottle of beast is taking
me home. i'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets. you're
not alone and you're not discrete. you make sure i know who's taking
you home. i'm reading your note over again. there's not a word
that i comprehend, except when you signed it "i will love you always and
forever." as for now i'm gonna hear the saddest songs and sit alone
and wonder how you're making out. but as for me, i wish that i was
anywhere, with anyone, making out. i'm missing your laugh.
how did it break? and when did your eyes begin to look fake?
i hope you're as happy as you're pretending. i'm cuddling close to
blankes and sheets. and i am alone in my defeat. i wish i knew
you were safely at home. i'm missing your bed. i never sleep.
avoiding the spots where we'd have to sleep. and this bottle of beast
is taking me home. well and as for now i'm gonna hear the sadest
songs and sit alone and wonder how you're making out. and as for
me, i wish that i was anywhere, with anyone, making out. your hair,
it's everywhere. screaming infidelities, taking its wear. your
hair, it's everywhere. screaming infidelities, taking its wear.
your hair, it's everywhere. screaming infidelities, taking its wear.
your hair, it's everywhere. screaming infidelities, taking its wear.
Saints And Sailors
this is where i say i've had enough and no one
should ever feel the way that i feel now. a walking open wound, a
trophy display of bruises and i don't believe that i'm getting any better.
waiting here with hopes the phone will ring and i'm thinking awful things
and i'm pretty sure that few would notice. and this apartment is
starving for an argument. anything at all to break the silence.
wandering this house like i've never wanted out and this is about as social
as i get now. and i'm throwing away the letters that i am writing
you cause they would never do, i would never do. waiting here with
hopes the phone will ring and i'm thinking awful things and i'm pretty
sure that few would notice. and this apartment is starving for an
argument. anything at all to break the silence. so don't be
a liar don't say that "everything's working" when everything's broken.
and you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor and your eyes say
the jokes on me.
Again I Go Unnoticed
so quiet. another wasted night. the
television steals the conversation. exhale, another wasted breath.
again it goes unnoticed. please tell me that you're just feeling
tired. cause if its more than that i feel that i might break.
out of touch, out of time? please send me anything but signals that
are mixed. cause i can't read your rolling eyes. out of touch,
are we out of time? close lipped. another good night kiss is
robbed of all its passion. your grip, another time is slack, it leaves
me feeling empty. please tell me your just feeling tired. cause
if its more than that i feel that i might break. out of touch, out
of time? please send me anything but signals that are mixed.
cause i can't stand your rolling eyes. out of touch, are we out of
time? i'll wait until tomorrow. maybe you'll feel better than,
maybe we'll be better then. so what's another day when i can't bear
these nights of thoughts of going on without you. this mood of yours
is temporary and it seems worth the wait to see you smile again.
out of the corner of your eye won't be the only way you look at me then.
so quiet. another wasted night. the television steals the conversation.
exhale, another wasted breath. again it goes unnoticed.
Hands Down
Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep.
This air is blessed, you share with me. This night is wild, so calm
and dull. These hearts they race from self-control. Your legs
are smooth as they graze mine. We're doing fine, we're doing nothing
at all. My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy. My heart is yours to fill or
burst. To break or bury, or wear as jewelery. Which ever you
prefer. The words are hushed lets not get busted, just lay entwined
here undiscovered. Safe in here from all the stupid questions...
"hey did you get some?" Man, that is so dumb. Stay quiet, stay
near, stay close they can't hear, so we can get some. My hopes are
so high that your kiss might kill me. So won't you kill me, so I
die happy. My heart is yours to fill or burst. To break or
bury, or wear as jewelery. Which ever you prefer. Hands down
this is the best date I can ever remember. I'll always remember the
sound of the stereo. The dim of the soft lights, the scent of your
hair. That you twirled in your fingers. And the time on the
clock when we realized it was so late. And the walk that we shared
together. The streets were wet and the gate was locked. So
I jumped it and let you in. And you stood at the door with your hands
on my waist. And you kissed me like you meant it. And I knew,
that you meant it, that you meant it, that you meant it. And I knew
that you meant it, that you meant it.